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Baswani'/><category term='Anon'/><category term='Aamir Khan'/><category term='Junoon'/><category term='1984'/><category term='Kareena Kapoor'/><category term='Awaara'/><category term='Rajkumar Hirani'/><category term='Kuchche Dhaage'/><category term='1961'/><category term='Singh is Kinng'/><category term='Rajender Nath'/><category term='Abhijat Joshi'/><category term='Rajinder Krishan'/><category term='Salman Khan'/><category term='Prithviraj Kapoor'/><category term='Lillette Dubey'/><category term='Sanjeev Kumar'/><category term='Lajja'/><category term='Man ka Meet'/><category term='1975'/><category term='Dina Pathak'/><category term='Kinara'/><category term='Abhinav Singh Kashyap'/><category term='Ajit'/><category term='Nemo'/><category term='Sanjay Khan'/><category term='Genelia D&apos;Souza'/><category term='1983'/><category term='Sooraj Barjatya'/><category term='Satish Shah'/><category term='Khuda Kay Liye'/><category term='Rishi Kapoor'/><category term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category term='1978'/><category term='Javed Jaffrey'/><category term='Bulundi'/><category term='Jack Nicholson'/><category term='Contract'/><category term='2010'/><category term='Manu Rishi'/><category term='Dhokha'/><category term='Bazaar'/><category term='Amol Palekar'/><category term='Anand'/><category term='Kamalesh Pandey'/><category term='Garm Hava'/><category term='2005'/><category term='Kunal Khemu'/><category term='1977'/><category term='Mumtaz'/><category term='Ab Kya Hoga'/><category term='Anjan Shrivastav'/><category term='Hip Hip Hurray'/><category term='Shammi Kapoor'/><category term='Waqt'/><category term='1982'/><category term='Shahrukh Khan'/><category term='CKompany'/><category term='Ismat Chugtai'/><category term='Johnny Lever'/><category term='Tawaif'/><category term='Raghuvir Yadav'/><title type='text'>Mere dost beeDiyon par utar aaye hain</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog which captures the glory of dialogues in Hindi films</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1846806127703415140</id><published>2012-01-25T18:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:04:51.146+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salim-Javed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>mujhe laDkiyo.n ke dil se koee dilchaspii nahee.n, isiiliye to aaj tak zindaa hoo.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Film : Don&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1978&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Don (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to :&amp;nbsp;Sonia (Kamini)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer :&amp;nbsp;Salim Javed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line comes in the scene just before the song "Yeh mera dil". The 2006 version dropped this line while retaining the earlier, 'romantic baate.n mujhe bahut bore kartee hai.n' line. So I thought I might bring up this line up. Ideal time. Valentine season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamini (Sonia) responds to Don's 'romantic baate.n' jibe with this line -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"insaan ye jaan saktaa hai ki chaand aur sooraj me.n kyaa chhupaa hai, lekin ye kabhii naheen jaan saktaa, ki ek laDkii ke dil me.n kyaa chhupaa hai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don continues in his laconic way, with this line -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mujhe laDkiyon ke dil se koee dilchaspii nahee.n, iseeliye to aaj tak zindaa hoo.n.... &amp;nbsp;oh god getting late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मुझे लडकियों के दिल से कोई दिलचस्पी नहीं, इसीलिये तो आज तक ज़िन्दा हूं"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1846806127703415140?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1846806127703415140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1846806127703415140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1846806127703415140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1846806127703415140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2012/01/mujhe-ladkiyon-ke-dil-se-koee.html' title='mujhe laDkiyo.n ke dil se koee dilchaspii nahee.n, isiiliye to aaj tak zindaa hoo.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4138817662458760404</id><published>2011-12-05T12:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:42:04.550+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadhu aur Shaitan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1968'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajinder Krishan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mehmood'/><title type='text'>Boloongaa to maa.n maregii, nahee.n boloongaa to baap kuttaa khaaegaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Sadhu aur Shaitan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1968&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Bajrangi (Mehmood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Inspector (Anwar Hussain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Rajinder Krishan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film is among the countless Nagesh remakes that Mahmood starred in. If you ever get the chance, see the original with subtitles. Nagesh was at least 23 times better than Mahmood. Great actor. This particular film was a remake of the 1966 Tamil hit Saadhu MiranDaal. They repeated the panchratna naaTak manDali of Padosan fame in this film too. Both came out around the same time, but PaDosan (which was also a remake of a Bengali/Tamil film) became more popular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The police is inquiring from all taxi drivers about having ferried a passenger of a certain description. Bajrangi, who is a taxi driver, has ferried the passenger that the police is looking for. However, that passenger had threatened to slit his throat if he squealed to the police. Now when the police inspector (Anwar Hussain) threatens to beat him black and blue, if he does not reveal the details, he cries out in anguish -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"yeh to achchhee baat huee saab, boloongaa to maa.n maregii; nahee.n boloongaa to baap kuttaa khaaegaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The inspector shrieks in anger&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kiskaa baap kuttaa khaayegaa?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bajrangi explains with this story. A boy watches his mother prepare dog's meat for his father. At dinner time when the meat is served on the table, the son is at sixes and sevens. Damned if he says it, damned if he doesn't. If he reveals the secret, his father will kill his mother in anger, if he does not his father will end up eating dog meat. That very dilemma is conveyed in this dialogue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"boloongaa to maa.n maregii; nahee.n boloongaa to baap kuttaa khaaegaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interesting to note that dog meat is considered a delicacy in some parts of India (like Nagaland) and many other countries (like China and Korea), but it is prohibited in Islamic and Jewish dietary laws. So generally in India eating dog meat is considered offensive. But to those people who consider it a delicacy, this dialogue will be meaningless. It will also be offensive to vegetarians.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the story is still interesting, so I have put this line up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4138817662458760404?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4138817662458760404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4138817662458760404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4138817662458760404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4138817662458760404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/12/boloongaa-to-maan-maregii-naheen.html' title='Boloongaa to maa.n maregii, nahee.n boloongaa to baap kuttaa khaaegaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3214181380900806146</id><published>2011-10-12T10:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-12T10:41:37.898+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salim-Javed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinod Khanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haath ki Safaai'/><title type='text'>aur main koee vaalmiki to naheeN jo Daake chhoDe haiN to ramayan likh dii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Haath ki Safaai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1974&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Shankar (Vinod Khanna)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : &amp;nbsp;Kamini (Hema Malini)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Salim Javed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;It was Vaalmiki Jayanti yesterday. You would have faced a lot of traffic jams if you were in Delhi yesterday. Reminded me of this Salim Javed line that I have been planning to post for a while. Vaalmiki was of course famous for having written the epic Ramayan. But the other famous fact about him was that he was a highwayman who used to rob and kill travellers. He later (after a chance encounter with Narada) reforms and gives up robbery and takes to writing. When I see the kind of advances paid to ordinary writers these days, I can understand the thought behind this career switch. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The film is called Haath Ki Safaai and Shankar plays a crook in the film. Kamini is running away from Shankar when she realises that he is a crook and while trying to hide from his men and him, she goes and seeks refuge in his house without realising it. Shankar's wife Roma (Simi Garewal) sees a woman in distress and agrees to give her refuge. But very soon Kamini sees a large framed photo of Shankar in the hall and without realising that she could have walked into the wrongest house possible, she blurts out to Roma that the man in the photo is a goon. Roma refuses to believe and asks her to leave the house. As Kamini leaves the house, she is chased by Shankar and just as Shankar is about to get to Kamini, Roma (who must have been quietly following them) steps in and confronts Shankar. However, the strain of the situation is too much for Roma and she faints. Kamini helps Shankar to tend to Roma, till she has stabilised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Later when Shankar sees that Kamini is still in the house, he apologises to her. He says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"kaamini, maine jo tumhaare saath ab tak sulooq kiyaa hai tum... Khair, maafii maangnee to bahut aasaan hai, aur mai.n koii vaalmiiki to nahee.n, jo Daake chhoDe hai.n to raamaayaN likh dee. Romaa ne tumhe.n is ghar me.n panaah dii hai, jab tak tum chaaho, yahaa.n rah saktee ho. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"कामिनी, मैंने जो तुम्हारे साथ अब तक सुलूक़ किया है, तुम...ख़ैर, माफ़ी मांगनी तो बहुत आसान है, और मैं कोई वाल्मीकि तो नहीं, जो डाके छोडे हैं तो रामायण लिख दी. रोमा ने तुम्हें इस घर में पनाह दी है, जब तक तुम चाहो, यहां रह सकती हो."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Now this situation is not all that great. But I quite like the line. The point being made is that it is not so easy for everyone to walk on the path of reform. Society might not be so kind to you. It might not give you another chance easily. Imagine a typical HR executive interviewing Valmiki. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"Well I see from your CV, that you have been a highwayman. And now you want to be a writer. How do you explain that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And the interview would have ended with the inevitable "We will get back to you". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If HR guys had been around then, we might not have had any RaamayaN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3214181380900806146?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3214181380900806146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3214181380900806146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3214181380900806146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3214181380900806146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/10/aur-main-koee-vaalmiki-to-naheen-jo.html' title='aur main koee vaalmiki to naheeN jo Daake chhoDe haiN to ramayan likh dii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7619071862007723430</id><published>2011-09-30T07:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-02T08:50:40.895+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mere Apne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asit Sen'/><title type='text'>aur meri bhee tabeeyat kucchh Theek naheen rahtii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Mere Apne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1971&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Biloki Prasad (Asit Sen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Audience at political meeting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Gulzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is election time and the two rival candidates are Biloki Prasad and Anokhe Lal (Mehmood). The former is assisted by&amp;nbsp;Shyam (Vinod Khanna)&amp;nbsp;and the latter by&amp;nbsp;Chhainoo (Shatrughan Sinha). Asit Sen, who is normally parodied by most mimicry artistes for his peculiar style of dialogue delivery and his girth, is also a very good actor with excellent comic timing. See this film&amp;nbsp;(or rather this scene),&amp;nbsp;for evidence &amp;nbsp;of that. So in this political meeting, our great politician starts speaking. And what does he say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"bhaiyo aur behno desh ke bahut bure din aa gaye hain"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"भाईओ और बहनो, देश के बहुत बुरे दिन आ गए हैं"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aaj hamaare beech panDit jee naheen hain ...neta ji naheen hain...gandhiji naheen hain..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"आज हमारे बीच पंडित जी नहीं हैं...नेता जी नहीं हैं...गान्धी जी नहीं हैं..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then he takes a pause for effect and delivers the punch line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aur meri bhee tabeeyat kucchh Theek naheen rahtii"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"और मेरी भी तबीयत कुछ ठीक नहीं रहती"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asit Sen's delivery of this line has made this line walk into this blog. Otherwise I generally avoid joke punchlines.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is also a famous technique used in sales - called equation by association. If one goes to buy a TV, &amp;nbsp;the shopkeeper will say something like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sir this is Sony TV. Costs 20k. This is Panasonic. Costs 19.5k. And this is Pappu TV. This costs 16k.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7619071862007723430?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7619071862007723430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7619071862007723430' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7619071862007723430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7619071862007723430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/09/aur-meri-bhee-tabeeyat-kucchh-theek.html' title='aur meri bhee tabeeyat kucchh Theek naheen rahtii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6055910383112754248</id><published>2011-09-14T09:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:17:13.283+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kala Dhandha Goray Log'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1986'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahi Masoom Raza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay Khan'/><title type='text'>wanted honaa unwanted hone se hameshaa achchhaa hotaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Kala Dhandha Goray Log&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1986&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Raja (Sanjay Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Durgadas Jethia (Anupam Kher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Dr. Rahi Masoom Raza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was &amp;nbsp;Sanjay Khan's last film as an actor, before he decided to move to television and spas. Of course, I keep mentioning this fact, his real name is Abbas Khan and the screen name he was given was Sanjay (not Sanjay Khan). It was only in these later films that the screen titles started calling him Sanjay Khan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durgadas is a mafia don. He is meeting Raja for the first time. When he meets Raja, he says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tumse milne ka baDaa shauq thaa. dekhanaa chaahataa thaa wo aadmii kaisaa hai jiskaa naam police aur customs&amp;nbsp;dono.n kee wanted list me.n sabase oopar hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And since this is Sanjay Khan's introduction shot in the film and he also happens to be the producer, he gave himself a great line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"wanted honaa, unwanted hone se hameshaa achchhaa hotaa hai durgaadas."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"वॉंटिड होना, अनवॉंटिड होने से हमेशा अच्छा होता है दुर्गादास"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6055910383112754248?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6055910383112754248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6055910383112754248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6055910383112754248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6055910383112754248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/09/wanted-honaa-unwanted-hone-se-hameshaa.html' title='wanted honaa unwanted hone se hameshaa achchhaa hotaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1487579015379513463</id><published>2011-09-07T19:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:03:47.449+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumtaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inder Raj Anand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nagin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><title type='text'>muhabbat aur maut me.n yahii hotaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Nagin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1976&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Nagin in the form of Rajkumari (Mumtaz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Raj (Feroz Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Inder Raj Anand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was advertised as Mumtaz's last film (even the credit titles say so). And she did disappear after this film before reappearing almost 2 decades later in Aandhiyaan. The ichchhaadhaarii naag and naagin (serpents who can assume any form at will) are blessed with the ability to capture the image of their partner's killer in their eyes and do not rest till they eliminate them. So Reena Roy captures the image of these poor hunks in her mind, and eliminates them one by one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her second last target is Raj. She assumes the form of a girl who could end up being Raj's wife. Although Raj is paranoid by now, having lost so many friends, the naagin still manages to trick him into believing that she is Rajkumari. She plants a poisonous kiss on Raj's lips. As his vision clouds, he tells her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tumhaaraa chehraa dhundhlaa dhundhlaa saa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tumhaarii aankho.n ke chiraaG zaraa dheeme paD gaye hai.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He has not yet realised, that he has been poisoned. He asks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kyo.n?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She replies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"muhabbat aur maut me.n yahii hotaa hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मुहब्बत और मौत में यही होता है"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Death and love cloud the vision. Fantastic line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1487579015379513463?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1487579015379513463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1487579015379513463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1487579015379513463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1487579015379513463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/09/muhabbat-aur-maut-men-yahii-hotaa-hai.html' title='muhabbat aur maut me.n yahii hotaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1233727987589934452</id><published>2011-08-22T15:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:45:49.777+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inder Raj Anand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raj Kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raaj Tilak'/><title type='text'>Bhauchaal kee jab aamad aamad hotee hai, to sab se pehle kutto.n ke kaan khaDe hote hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Raaj Tilak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1984&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Samad Khan (Raj Kumar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Bhavaani Singh (Ajit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Inder Raj Anand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a typical Raj Kumar Kohli multi-starrer set in a kingdom and replete with typical intrigue and cloak and dagger stuff. Notable for the fact that his son Armaan Kohli makes an appearance as Saarika's younger brother. Funny I used the word notable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Samad Khan is a loyal commander of the king, but Bhavaani Singh plots and tries to overthrow the king. When the coup fails, he puts the blame on Samad Khan and has him branded as a traitor. Years later, Samad Khan is in a position to get his own back. When he meets Bhavaani Singh, Bhavaani recognises the voice. He says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tumhaaree aawaaz. tumhaaree soorat... samad... samad Khaan?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"तुम्हारी आवाज़, तुम्हारी सूरत...समद...समद ख़ान?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Samad responds with this line. I used to love this line as a kid. The beauty of this dialogue is the way Raj Kumar delivers it. He warns Bhavaani about his impending doom and brands him as a dog - because he has been able to identify the portents of his doom. Now read the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"achchhaa huaa jo toone mujhe pehchaan liyaa bhavaani. Bhauchaal kee jab aamad aamad hotee hai, to sab se pehle kutto.n ke kaan khaDe hote hai.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अच्छा हुआ जो तूने मुझे पहचान लिया भवानी. भौचाल की जब आमद आमद होती है, तो सबसे पहले कुत्तों के कान खडे होते हैं."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;भौंचाल or भौचाल is an acceptable alternative for the normally used word for earthquake - भूचाल. But this is the only place where I have heard it used thus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1233727987589934452?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1233727987589934452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1233727987589934452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1233727987589934452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1233727987589934452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/08/bhauchaal-kee-jab-aamad-aamad-hotee-hai.html' title='Bhauchaal kee jab aamad aamad hotee hai, to sab se pehle kutto.n ke kaan khaDe hote hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-38142679650767342</id><published>2011-08-17T07:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:28:37.269+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gita Kak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kaifi Azmi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garm Hava'/><title type='text'>doosre ko nahee.n uDne doongii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Garm Havaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1974&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Amina (Gita later Gita Kak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Shamshaad (Jalal Agha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Kaifi Azmi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a brilliant film based on Ismat Chughtaii's short story. It is the story of a Muslim family which runs a shoe-making business in Agra circa 1948. Gradually all the relatives of Salim Mirza (Balraj Sahni) leave for Pakistan fearing discrimination in India. There are some very poignant scenes. During a family discussion where everyone is discussing a future in Pakistan; the youngest kid - 5 year old Munna asks a fantastic question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"abbaji pakistan me.n patang uDtee hai?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For him all the other politico-religious questions were meaningless. Anyway, there were many such moments in this film. If you haven't seen it, do see it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salim Mirza's daughter Amina is engaged to be married to her cousin Kazim. However, &amp;nbsp;Kazim too migrates to Pakistan. He does come back to take her away, but by then he is 'persona non grata' in India - because he is a Pakistani. He forgets to inform the local police station of his arrival and he is arrested and deported. He does not come back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shamshaad is another local boy who is interested in Amina. But she is not interested in him. However, during one trip to the historical places around Agra, Shamshaad acts as a guide. He tries to put forth his suit repeatedly before Amina. But she spurns him. At a particular historical location, he stops and tells Amina a story of the Mughal Kingdom. The story goes like this -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"jaantee ho ek din, usee jagah par jahaan tum khaDee ho, Mehrunnisaa khaDee thee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aur yahaa.n. yahaa.n Saliim khaDaa thaa. uske dono.n haatho.n me.n kabootar the.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;itne me.n jahaanpanaah ne Saliim ko yaad kiyaa. to Saliim ne dono.n kabootar uske haath me.n thamaa diye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aur jab vo lauT ke aayaa...to usne dekhaa ki ek kabootar Gaayab thaa. to usne Mehrunnisa se poochhaa -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;doosraa kabootar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to Mehrunnisaa ne kahaa...vo to uD gayaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"जानती हो, एक दिन, उसी जगह पर जहां तुम खडी हो, मेहरुन्निसा खडी थी. और यहां, यहां सलीम खडा था. उसके दोनों हाथों में कबूतर थे. इतने में जहांपनाह ने सलीम को याद किया. तो सलीम ने दोनों कबूतर उसके हाथ में थमा दिये. और जब वो लौट कर आया...तो उसने देखा कि एक कबूतर ग़ायब था. तो उसने मेहरुन्निसा से पूछा - दूसरा कबूतर? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;तो मेहरुन्निसा ने कहा...वो तो उड गया! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Saliim ne poochhaa vo kaise? usne kahaa, aise..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"सलीम ने पूछा वो कैसे? उसने कहा, ऐसे..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Shamshaad starts to make the gesture of releasing an imaginary pigeon. Right at that moment, Amina holds his hands and stops him from releasing the imaginary pigeon, and says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"doosre ko nahee.n uDne doongee!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"दूसरे को नहीं उडने दूंगी!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few Hindi films have such parables included in them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-38142679650767342?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/38142679650767342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=38142679650767342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/38142679650767342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/38142679650767342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/08/doosre-ko-naheen-udne-doongii.html' title='doosre ko nahee.n uDne doongii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7052687946394227954</id><published>2011-08-14T11:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:19:24.546+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raghuvir Yadav'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1990'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sai Paranjpe'/><title type='text'>iske maa baap tang aa chuke the</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Disha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1990&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Soma Sarpat (Raghuvir Yadav)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to :&amp;nbsp;Visitor (unknown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Sai Paranjpe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karim Asif is considered a legend, though the only film he effectively made was Mughal-e-Aazam. Then why can't Sai Paranjpe be right on top of the list, just for Chashme Baddoor, Sparsh and Katha. Sometimes I don't understand the way our film critics work. Most people who talk about Mughal e Aazam haven't even seen the film (and don't understand half the dialogues), but yet it's a cult classic. Karim Asif is legendary. While it does help to have Dilip Kumar's kid sister as a wife, to be called legendary, but some categorisations are plain unfair. No, I have nothing against K Asif. I am a big fan myself (a look at this blog will tell you that). But Sai Paranjpe deserves more. I hope she gets it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The reason I wrote the earlier paragraph was to establish that Sai Paranjpe is underrated. And Disha is an underrated Sai Paranjpe film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A visitor comes to Soma's village. He comes to meet Soma. While he is waiting for him, he sees a few kids around. He asks them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kyaa naam hai tum logo.n ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first one says 'Sharmila'. The second one says 'Jeetendra'. The third one says 'Amitabh' and the fourth and the youngest one says 'Kaddoo'. Yes you read that right. That's Hindi for pumpkin. A much loved and an equally hated vegetable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Surprised at this anti-climactic name, the visitor asks the kid,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Kaddoo kyo.n bhai?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At that point Soma walks in and says by way of clarification,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'jab tak ye paidaa huaa, iske maa baap tang aa chuke the'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'जब तक ये पैदा हुआ, इसके मां बाप तंग आ चुके थे' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film is worth seeing just for this line. I haven't laughed more during a scene in my life. If you read between the lines, it is an amazing advertisement for family planning, delivered in an absolutely non-threatening way. If I was the Minister for Health and Social Welfare, I would use this scene as an ad, and use the tagline,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'stop at Amitabh, before you land up with 'kaddoo''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the ward boy in Munnabhai MBBS says - &lt;a href="http://medobe.blogspot.com/2008/06/main-bhee-soch-rahaa-hoon-health.html"&gt;mai.n bhii soch rahaa hoo.n health minister ban jaaoo.n.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7052687946394227954?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7052687946394227954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7052687946394227954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7052687946394227954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7052687946394227954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/08/iske-maa-baap-tang-aa-chuke.html' title='iske maa baap tang aa chuke the'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3342312065802029056</id><published>2011-07-30T09:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:02:00.684+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamalesh Pandey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jalwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1987'/><title type='text'>Baandra ka bhaav bolo baap landan kaa nahee.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Jalwaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1987&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Inspector Kapil (in disguise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Drug dealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Kamalesh Pandey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a plethora of malls in and around Delhi now. In fact they are there all over India. Every luxury international brand is freely available in India now. However, most visitors end up not even window shopping at these shops (with the kind of names these shops have). The reason could be that they would have walked in to ask the price of an innocent looking hand bag with a name that sounds like सूई खींचों and would have been told that this 8x6 inch handbag costs 1.3 lac rupees. Their gut reaction would be what this character said 24 years ago. But these shops flourish because there are many in this country who don't mind paying that kind of money. But we'll let all that be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kapil is an inspector who has vowed to rid Goa of its drug culture. Ostensibly, he failed or else we might not have seen the film Dum Maaro Dum this year. This film was inspired from the Eddie Murphy flick The Beverly Hills Cop and saw the arthouse Naseer crossover to commercial cinema after pumping some serious iron.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kapil goes to a drug dealer in disguise - as a handicapped old man. The dealer can't resist taking a shot at his age. He tells the dealer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"dekho saahab maskharii nahee.n. bhaav bolo bhaav bolo. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The dealer says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ram kaa bees rupaye kvaarter. shyaam kaa das rupayaa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kapil acts surprised. And then comes up with this classic line, which you can use with the mall guys when they quote their rates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"brown sugar kaa das rupaya! are bandra ka bhaav bolo baap landan kaa nahee.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ब्राउन शुगर का दस रुपया! अरे बान्द्रा का भाव बोलो बाप लन्दन का नहीं"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are in Delhi, you can use Sadar Bazaar instead of Bandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea for this post is courtesy a friend who remembered this line, after he had to pay a reasonably heavy bill at a restaurant. I think he wanted to use this line with the waiter, but unfortunately he ended up leaving a tip on top of the billed amount. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3342312065802029056?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3342312065802029056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3342312065802029056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3342312065802029056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3342312065802029056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/baandra-ka-bhaav-bolo-baap-landan-kaa.html' title='Baandra ka bhaav bolo baap landan kaa nahee.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7358724208061314441</id><published>2011-07-22T18:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:52:33.405+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2000'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paresh Rawal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hera Pheri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neeraj Vora'/><title type='text'>Vaise bhii chor log chashmaa nahee.n pahantaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Hera Pheri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Baburao Ganpatrao Apte (Paresh Rawal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Raju (Akshay Kumar)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Neeraj Vora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shyam (Sunil Shetty) and Raju have an interesting misunderstanding whereby both think the other person is a thief, a pick pocket. Shyam realises later that Raju was not a thief, but Raju still believes Shyam to be a thief. After this misunderstanding, Shyam lands up at Baburao's house (where Raju is already a tenant) and takes a room on rent. The moment Raju sees Shyam, he shouts at him and tells Baburao that Shyam is a thief. Shyam says he is not a thief. Baburao anyway does not trust Raju too much as he has defaulted in payment of rent for over 6 months. So he decides to believe Shyam. But once he has handled Raju, he quietly asks Shyam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ae, ek baat bataa. tu sachmuch chor nahee.n hai naa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ए, एक बात बता, तू सचमुच चोर नहीं है ना?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nahee.n babu bhaiyya! (says Shyam)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;नहीं बाबू भैय्या!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then comes Baburao's slam dunk line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haa.n vaise bhii chor log chashmaa nahee.n pahantaa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;हाँ, वैसे भी चोर लोग चशमा नहीं पहनता.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then as evidence of this new found trust, he gives Shyam some money and asks him to get a 'khambaa' (bottle of country liquor) for him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are some home truths like this, that a lot of people believe in. That if you see a person wearing glasses, he has got to be respectable! Read another such interesting theory&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://medobe.blogspot.com/2008/05/angrezii-men-bhee-jhooth-boltaa-hai.html"&gt;in this earlier post&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7358724208061314441?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7358724208061314441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7358724208061314441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7358724208061314441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7358724208061314441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/vaise-bhii-chor-log-chashmaa-naheen.html' title='Vaise bhii chor log chashmaa nahee.n pahantaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6996035763843119055</id><published>2011-07-20T07:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-20T07:14:00.726+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1981'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ravi Baswani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chashme Baddoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sai Paranjpe'/><title type='text'>ek dum fresh approach rahegaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Chashme Buddoor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1981&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Jomo or J Lakhanpal (Ravi Baswani)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Neha Rajan (Deepti Naval)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Sai Paranjpe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my all time favourite films. The two philandering friends Jomo and Omi have noticed a new girl in their locality and they are going to take turns to try to woo her. Who will try first - this question is decided by a pack of cards. As Omi says - Jiskii mem uskee game, i.e. whosoever draws a queen first gets to try first. Omi gets that chance and messes it up. Now it is Jomo's turn. He goes to Neha's house as an asst. director and says he has seen her in a play held at Daulat Ram College. Neha smiles and says&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"maine aaj tak stage par qadam nahee.n rakhaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Jomo's credit he does not flinch a bit and come back with a great line. He says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tab to aur bhee achchhe. ek dum fresh approach rahegaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"तब तो और भी अच्छे. एक दम फ़्रेश अप्रोच रहेगा"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So if you are a rank novice at something, you can present that as a virtue by using this line. Well if I was to be interviewed for the post of India's prime ministership, that'd be a good line to use :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6996035763843119055?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6996035763843119055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6996035763843119055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6996035763843119055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6996035763843119055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/ek-dum-fresh-approach-rahegaa.html' title='ek dum fresh approach rahegaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1909444169297103113</id><published>2011-07-15T07:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T07:00:00.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vishal Bharadwaj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maqbool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pankaj Kapoor'/><title type='text'>Jis insaan kaa maqsad sirf nuqsaan ho usse kisee kaa faayadaa nahee.n ho saktaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Maqbool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Jahangir Khan (Pankaj Kapoor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : &amp;nbsp;Kaka (Piyush Mishra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Vishal Bharadwaj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the most interesting relationships in Hindi cinema is the one between Jahangir Khan and Kaka. Jahangir is the mafia don. He gets an offer from a terrorist group for helping in a terrorist attack. The amount at stake is 30 crore rupees. He refuses the deal. Kaka is a bit surprised at his refusal. Jahangir explains it with this great line,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jis insaan kaa maqsad sirf nuqsaan ho usse kisee kaa faayadaa nahee.n ho saktaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"जिस इंसान का मक़सद सिर्फ़ नुक़्सान हो उससे किसी का फ़ायदा नहीं हो सकता" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1909444169297103113?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1909444169297103113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1909444169297103113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1909444169297103113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1909444169297103113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/jis-insaan-kaa-maqsad-sirf-nuqsaan-ho.html' title='Jis insaan kaa maqsad sirf nuqsaan ho usse kisee kaa faayadaa nahee.n ho saktaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4442742194392004821</id><published>2011-07-10T07:15:00.038+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:15:00.758+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhinav Singh Kashyap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dabangg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilip Shukla'/><title type='text'>aur kisee ko chaahiye promotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Dabangg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Chulbul Pandey (Salman Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : His team of policemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Dilip Shukla and Abhinav Singh Kashyap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chulbul Pandey has led his team in a raid to catch the daring daylight robbers of the Bank of Uttar Pradesh. When I say led, I mean he does it single handedly. His team arrives just in time to share the spoils. This is the interesting team meeting that happens post the capture of the robbers. The character of Constable Chaubey is played by Ram Sujan in the film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chaubey ji : namaste saahab. ham sab bandobast pe haazir hai.n. kahaa.n hai.n haraamzaade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chulbul : haraamzaade se yaad aayaa Chaubey ji, aapake aadaraNeeya pitaashree aajkal kaise hai.n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jii Theek hai.n sir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;good. Dakait andar paDe hai.n. ghaayal hai.n bechaaro.n ko chhoD do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chaubey ji : chhoD de.n?! lekin hamko phir promotion kaise milegaa sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chulbul : ham bataate hai.n naa Chaubey ji. report likhiye, ke police ne Dakaito.n ko gher liyaa thaa, golii baarii huee. cross firing ke andar hamaare ek naujawaan bahaadur sipaahii ko golii lag gayee.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chaubey ji : golii lag gayii? lekin hamaare sab sipaahii surakshit hai.n sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bang. Chaubey is shot in the right arm by Chulbul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chulbul : kisko golii lagii chaubeyji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chaubey ji : hamko hamko sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chulbul : aur kisii ko chaahiye promotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;और किसी को चाहिये प्रोमोशन.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another constable : nahee.n sir. nahee.n sir. aglee baar. aglee baar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was very tempted to put up this line as the main one. ' aglee baar. aglee baar'. But then I don't know who that character is. So I am taking the easy way out and crediting it to the more famous actor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4442742194392004821?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4442742194392004821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4442742194392004821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4442742194392004821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4442742194392004821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/aur-kisee-ko-chaahiye-promotion.html' title='aur kisee ko chaahiye promotion'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1427725835176153308</id><published>2011-07-09T17:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:27:53.458+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dharmendra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sriram Raghavan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Gaddar'/><title type='text'>It is not the age, it is the mileage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Johnny Gaddar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Seshaadri (Dharmendra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Vikram (Neil Nitin Mukesh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Sriram Raghavan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sriram Raghavan in my view is the best director among the current lot. Of course this line is a take on the Indiana Jones lines from the 1981 film Raiders of the Lost Ark, where he says "It's not the years honey, it's the mileage". Dharmendra plays a Tam Brahm and thankfully not in the stereotypical Mehmood PaDosan way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vikram (or Johnny) asks him if he is not afraid of keeping so much cash at home (one crore rupees). In response Seshu twists Vikram's arm behind his back and pins him down. While doing this he says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"koee chor uchakkaa aa jaaye to kyaa karoo.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By now, Vikram is pleading with a tame 'sorry sir'. Seshu releases him and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"It is not the age, it is the mileage"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well just another way of saying 'BuDDhaah hogaa teraa baap".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1427725835176153308?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1427725835176153308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1427725835176153308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1427725835176153308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1427725835176153308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-is-not-age-it-is-mileage.html' title='It is not the age, it is the mileage'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1565832422161696236</id><published>2011-07-05T08:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-07T06:00:50.976+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Renuka Kunzru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lillette Dubey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break ke Baad'/><title type='text'>ek to in logo.n ne 'Devdas' ka remake banaa banaa ke bachcho.n ke dimaaG kaa satyaanaash kar diyaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Break Ke Baad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Pammi Gulati (Lillette Dubey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Abhay Gulati (Imran Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Renuka Kunzru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please don't see this film just because this dialogue is being featured. I try to make the most of adverse situations. But this film was an extremely adverse situation. Anyway, this very complex film has the hero and heroine being great buddies, then breaking up, then realising that they were actually lovers. Brilliant. I should never have started this post. Let me get this over soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A heartbroken Abhay is speaking to his aunt Pammi. And he tells her that he cannot love ever again. Pammi is a more pragmatic woman, who urges him to move on with life. She is quite upset to hear this from Abhay and responds with this line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ek to in logo.n ne 'Devdas' ka remake banaa banaa ke bachcho.n ke dimaaG kaa satyaanaash kar diyaa hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"एक तो इन लोगों ने देवदास का रीमेक बना बना के बच्चों के दिमाग़ का सत्यानाश कर दिया है.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah I too have wondered why has this story been remade so many times. You can see on the right hand side, even on this blog, for the last many months, the most popular dialogue has been the one from Devdas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1565832422161696236?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1565832422161696236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1565832422161696236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1565832422161696236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1565832422161696236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/ek-to-in-logon-ne-devdas-ka-remake.html' title='ek to in logo.n ne &apos;Devdas&apos; ka remake banaa banaa ke bachcho.n ke dimaaG kaa satyaanaash kar diyaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-675800439642562164</id><published>2011-07-04T06:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-11T09:55:06.674+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Error'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bbuddah Hogaa Terra Baap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><title type='text'>Bbuddah hoga terra baap - Amitabh Bachchan's dialogue error</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The just released Amitabh Bachchan film pays a tribute to a lot of his famous dialogues. But I was surprised and hurt that a perfectionist like Amitabh flicked a Bob Christo dialogue as his own. Incidentally Bob Christo had passed away earlier this year on 20th March.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can read this dialogue on one of my earlier posts&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://medobe.blogspot.com/2008/05/hum-jahaan-khade-hote-hain-line-vaheen.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can watch the entire scene&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fB6tP-eaQ6c"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, starting at time code 07:33. Ram Sethi protests Bob Christo's forcible entry into the line. Bob Christo mouths this line. Amitabh just copies the line at 08: 34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;हम भी वो हैं जो कभी किसी के पीछे नही खड़े होते. जहा खड़े हो जाते है लाइन वहीं से शुरु हो जाती है.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Time we started giving credit to the guy who actually said it and the guy who wrote it, i.e. Bob Christo and Inder Raj Anand, respectively.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-675800439642562164?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/675800439642562164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=675800439642562164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/675800439642562164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/675800439642562164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/07/bbuddah-hoga-terra-baap-amitabh.html' title='Bbuddah hoga terra baap - Amitabh Bachchan&apos;s dialogue error'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5305236587698965549</id><published>2011-06-29T07:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:21:48.809+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hero Hiralal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1988'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satish Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hriday Lani'/><title type='text'>yeh hindustaan me.n kyaa kar rahaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Hero Hiralal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1988&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Bhagwan (Satish Shah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Aziz (Saeed Jaffrey) and Rangila (Mohan Gokhale)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Hriday Lani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hero's friends Aziz, Rangila and Bhagwan go to the bungalow where Sitara Devi (Deepa Sahi) has kept hero (Naseer) for some silly death defying stunt (rather a lethal stunt). As they make their way in, Dukhilal the watchman (Deepak Kejriwal) is in the process of frog marching a hapless reporter to the exit gate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aziz carefully approaches Dukhilal, who has guessed the reason for their visit. He refuses to allow them to meet Hero. Rangila aggressively says that Hero is their friend and they have a right to meet him. Dukhilal is not moved. Now that request and aggression and name dropping hasn't worked, Bhagwan suggests that it's time for good old bribery. He moves the other two aside, and walks up to Dukhilal. He says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"bhaiyyaa jee baat aisee hai ki, aajkal zamaanaa kitnaa Kharaab hai eh, aur phir mehengaai bhee kitnee baDh gaee hai. phir uspe chaai paanee kaa kharchaa nahee mile to gussaa to aave hai naa..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;he slips in some money into Dukhilal's hands and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'to ye lo aur ThanDe ho jaao, samjhe' and then he turns to his two friends and triumphantly winks at them. Exactly at that moment, Dukhilal lets loose what is called 'ulTe haath kaa' and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'yeh ghoos hee is desh kee satyaanaashee jaD hai, dukhilaal ko ghoos dete ho bhaee, hai.n? ye ghoos leke yahaa.n se nikal jaao varnaa ek hee ghoose me.n ye ghoos me.n hee ghus jaayegee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bhagwan comes up with a classic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;waah mere maalik, yeh hindustaan me.n kyaa kar rahaa hai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;वाह मेरे मालिक, ये हिन्दुस्तान में क्या कर रहा है&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well 23 years later, not much has changed, I still hear this line when someone talks of probity and honesty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5305236587698965549?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DgbQNFPOTI0&amp;feature=related' title='yeh hindustaan me.n kyaa kar rahaa hai'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5305236587698965549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5305236587698965549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5305236587698965549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5305236587698965549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/06/yeh-hindustaan-men-kyaa-kar-rahaa-hai.html' title='yeh hindustaan me.n kyaa kar rahaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7079886667813343672</id><published>2011-06-22T20:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-14T09:23:55.376+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip Hip Hurray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raj Kiran'/><title type='text'>chowkidaar kabhee aurat dekhe hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Hip Hip Hurray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1984&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Sandeep Chaudhary (Raj Kiran)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Anuradha Roy (Deepti Naval)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Gulzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were recent articles about Raj Kiran surfacing in some mental asylum somewhere and that reminded me of this film and then of this line. This film ranks among my all time favourite youth/sports films. Sandeep and Anuradha are both teachers in a school in Ranchi. Sandeep is the sports teacher and Anuradha the history teacher. They bond with each other. Once when they are out for a cup of coffee, Sandeep pays the bill. Anuradha protests saying that women are equal to men in all aspects and they can do everything that men can. Sandeep accepts the fact that women are equally capable, but also comes up with a quip which made me think three decades ago. It still makes me think. He says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'chowkidaar kabhee aurat dekhe hai.n'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'चौकीदार कभी औरत देखे हैं' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interestingly I have seen women police personnel, army personnel, pilots, doctors even auto drivers and bus conductors. But never a chowkidaar. If you have do let me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7079886667813343672?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7079886667813343672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7079886667813343672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7079886667813343672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7079886667813343672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/06/chowkidaar-kabhee-aurat-dekhe-hain.html' title='chowkidaar kabhee aurat dekhe hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8295924851489978992</id><published>2011-06-17T20:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:50:16.619+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhijit Deshpande'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veena Jamkar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of Gold'/><title type='text'>baDhee huee tulsii dikhtee hai. bahen nahee.n dikhtii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : City of Gold - Mumbai 1982 : Ek Ankahee Kahaani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Manju Dhuri (Veena Jamkar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Mohan Dhuri (Vineet Kumar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Abhijit Deshpande&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A story of the mill workers who suffered while Mumbai prospered. One of the suffering families has the twenty-something girl Manju giving into the wiles of the neighbourhood baniya's son. Everyday in the morning she goes out into the balcony, and &amp;nbsp;on the pretext of watering the tulsi (basil) plant, also feeds her romance with the baniya's son in the store across the street. In return she gets a waiver on the family's food bill and a gold chain too. When her mother Lakshmi (Seema Biswas) notices this chain, she asks Manju about its provenance. Manju says that it is artificial jewellery. Her cricket crazy elder brother Mohan comments (after Lakshmi has left)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'naqlii nahee.n lagtee ye chain'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Manju says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'aslee laane ke liye paise kahaa.n se laaoo.n'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mohan quips (with a none-too veiled reference to her daily morning dalliance)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'baahar kee tulsii apne aap nahee.n baDh rahee hai'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi films do not give too many great lines to women characters. This will rank among them even after ten years. Make that 20 (India is not going to change in a hurry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Manju says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"baDhee huee tulsee dikhtee hai. bahen nahee.n dikhtee. besharam'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"बढी हुई तुलसी दिखती है. बहन नहीं दिखती. बेशरम."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in an obvious reference to the elder brother having failed in his duty of marrying off his sister and hence having lost the right to make such wisecracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8295924851489978992?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8295924851489978992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8295924851489978992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8295924851489978992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8295924851489978992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/06/badhee-huee-tulsii-dikhtee-hai-bahen.html' title='baDhee huee tulsii dikhtee hai. bahen nahee.n dikhtii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7369569280302902775</id><published>2011-05-20T08:29:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-20T08:29:00.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shammi Kapoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abrar Alvi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manoranjan'/><title type='text'>lekin woh qissaa phir kabhii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Manoranjan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1974&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Dhoop Chhaon (Shammi Kapoor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Train Passenger (MacMohan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Abrar Alvi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shammi Kapoor's directorial debut was a bold Indian version of Billy Wilder's 1963 classic Irma la Douce. Even this line is Abrar Alvi's Indianisation of Moustache's (Lou Jacobi) line - "But that's another story"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dhoop Chhaon is a bartender who is travelling by train. He invites his co passengers Macmohan and a Parsi gentleman (on honemoon) to join him for a drink. And then starts talking about a street in Bombay called Manoranjan Street. After he has them hooked with the build up about the place, he very cleverly withdraws by saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"lekin woh qissaa phir kabhee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"लेकिन वो क़िस्सा फिर कभी" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macmohan protests out loud with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"phir kabhii kyon saahab abhi sunaaiye, kyaa baat hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Parsi gentleman also joins in and demands that the story be told. That's how the film starts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line is repeated often in the film. When Ratan (Sanjeev Kumar) gets the idea of becoming his own double to get Nisha (Zeenat Aman) rid of her profession, Dhoop Chhaon says he too had done this earlier, when he had taken the agency of Bhimsaini oil and had picked up his own stock from the market in order to create demand. Just as he is about to launch into the full version, Ratan interrupts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'woh qissaa phir kabhee"&lt;br /&gt;"वो क़िस्सा फिर कभी" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another instance, Thingoo (Paintal) comes and asks Dhoop Chhaon why he is shooting darts so late. Dhoop Chhaon says that because it is Independence Day. A surprised Tingoo says it is 4th September not 15th August. Dhoopu says that was the day his dad died. And quickly adds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'lekin woh qissaa phir kabhee'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another instance he tells Ratans he had once robbed a bank in Patna, a bank which belonged to his dad. And quickly adds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'lekin woh qissaa phir kabhee'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another instance when Nisha protests that Dhoopu can't get her married to Nawab because he is not a real priest, he says that he has conducted many marriages ranging from king's marriages to their dog's marriages. He quickly adds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'lekin woh qissaa phir kabhee'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7369569280302902775?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7369569280302902775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7369569280302902775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7369569280302902775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7369569280302902775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/lekin-woh-qissaa-phir-kabhii.html' title='lekin woh qissaa phir kabhii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3804982727003868097</id><published>2011-05-17T07:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-17T07:59:00.746+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utpal Dutt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1979'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golmaal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahi Masoom Raza'/><title type='text'>National dress kaa mazaaq nahee.n uDaaoge to broad-minded kaise kahe jaaoge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Film : Golmaal&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1979&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Bhawani Shankar (Utpal Dutt)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : RC - Guest at party (Unknown)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Dr. Rahi Maasoom Raza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the scene where Bhawani Shankar sees Ramprasad's fake mother at a party in stark contrast to her simple white sari avatar that he had seen. This makes him smell a rat and leads to many interesting situations. He is sitting sipping his drink with a couple of his friends and lamenting (as usual) the state of affairs. He is wearing a bandgalaa suit while his friends are wearing the typical English suits. Here is that exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aaj kal party hotii kahaa.n hai. party ke naam par&amp;nbsp;fashion&amp;nbsp;parade hotii hai.. &amp;nbsp;fancy dress&amp;nbsp;show hotaa hai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tum kisme.n aaye ho, fashion parade me.n, yaa fancy dress show me.n ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haa.n haa.n national dress kaa mazaaq nahee.n uDaaoge to broad-minded kaise kahe jaaoge. "&lt;br /&gt;"हाँ हाँ, नॅशनल ड्रेस का मज़ाक़ नहीं उडाओगे तो ब्रॉड माइंडिड कैसे कहे जाओगे."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RC jhenp jaao bhai, bhawaani ne jawaab to munh toD diyaa hai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3804982727003868097?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3804982727003868097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3804982727003868097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3804982727003868097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3804982727003868097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/national-dress-kaa-mazaaq-naheen.html' title='National dress kaa mazaaq nahee.n uDaaoge to broad-minded kaise kahe jaaoge'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2141009890011457443</id><published>2011-05-15T07:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-11T09:56:23.216+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1990'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agnipath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kader Khan'/><title type='text'>bandook bhii dikhaataa hai aur peechhe bhii haTtaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Agnipath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1990&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Vijay Deenanath Chauhan (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Kaancha Cheena (Danny Denzongpa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Kader Khan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my pet peeves about this film is that everyone calls it Agneepath. While the Johars might have numerological reasons to do so, the people who speak the language have no such reasons. It is, and shall remain for all times to come - AGNIPATH. Now that I have ranted, we get back to this line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a film that got Mr Bachchan his first National Award, though it seemed like the kind of film which justified taking back all rewards given until then. I liked Danny much more than Amitabh and the lesser said about Krishnan Iyer yum yay the better. Roles where accents are required should generally be&amp;nbsp;given to people who either have a neutral accent or the required accent. Mithun has not been able to speak Hindi properly all his life, and he dares to attempt a Tamil accent. Oh the miseries heaped upon us by M/s Johar and Anand. Since both of them are dead, I shall say nothing further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I have met a lot of people who adore this film. This film has been part of growing up for many of my friends (like Shiva for me). And I cannot ignore such overwhelming feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hence I have seen this movie three more times to see what they see in it. I have now put it down to their oculists. But I cannot deny that there are some interesting and stylised lines in this film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Towards the end, Vijay lures Kaanchaa to his old village and once he has set his trap, he reveals to Kaancha that he is actually the son of Master Deenanath (the man who was brutally lynched to death by Kaancha's henchmen), A cornered Kaancha takes out his revolver and simultaneously, almost instinctively, backs up a few steps. He says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tumko bhii pataa nahee.n chalegaa, ki kitnee jaldee tum maasTar dinaanaath ke raaste pe chal paDe ho. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ei...kaanchaa...saalaa bandook bhii dikhaataa hai aur peechhe bhii haTtaa hai. hai.n. peechhe nahee.n haTne kaa kaanchaa. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"एई...कांचा...साला बन्दूक भी दिखाता है और पीछे भी हटता है. हैं. पीछे नहीं हटने का कांचा."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having observed a lot of street fights, I do know one thing. Having a weapon does not always give you the confidence to attack. The confidence to attack or the killer instinct comes naturally. There is a great Damini dialogue about that. I will feature that later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2141009890011457443?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2141009890011457443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2141009890011457443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2141009890011457443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2141009890011457443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/bandook-bhii-dikhaataa-hai-aur-peechhe.html' title='bandook bhii dikhaataa hai aur peechhe bhii haTtaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5604678103182620363</id><published>2011-05-14T20:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-15T06:52:04.237+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajesh Khanna'/><title type='text'>ek zamaane me.n ye kaam naaii kiyaa karte the</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Anand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1971&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Anand (Rajesh Khanna)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Renu's mother (Durga Khote)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Gulzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anand Sehgal is a friend who comes into Dr Bhaskar's life and tries to turn his staid life around. He finds out from Raghu Kaka (the family retainer) that there was a girl Renu, who was interested in his Babumoshaai (Dr Bhaskar). But since Bhaskar was too reticent, they had never progressed. He decides to take matters into his own hands and first extracts a confession from Bhaskar about the girl he likes. Then he engineers their meeting and declaration of love for each other. After ensuring that the fire has been suitably stoked from both sides, he directly reaches Renu's house. He meets Renu's mother and without beating about the bush, comes out with his proposal for marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"maa.n jee mujhe aapse bahut zaroori kaam hai."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kyaa kaam hai?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ek zamaane me.n ye kaam naaee kiyaa karte the maa.n jee. aajkal bhaaii karte hai.n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;एक ज़माने में ये काम नाई किया करते थे माँ जी, आजकल भाई करते हैं."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"mai.n samjhee nahee.n "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"mai.n renu jee ke liye rishtaa lekar aayaa hoo.n, haa.n."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"mai.n unhe.n apnee bhaabhii banaanaa chaahtaa hoo.n "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5604678103182620363?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5604678103182620363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5604678103182620363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5604678103182620363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5604678103182620363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/ek-zamaane-men-ye-kaam-naaii-kiyaa.html' title='ek zamaane me.n ye kaam naaii kiyaa karte the'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-813589236343886283</id><published>2011-05-14T08:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:59:39.745+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deewar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salim-Javed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><title type='text'>Jo pachchees baras me.n nahee.n huaa woh ab hogaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Deewar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1975&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Vijay Verma (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Rahim Chacha (Yunus Parvez)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Salim-Javed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The coolies of the dockyard are sitting and sipping tea in the canteen. Rahim is very concerned about Vijay's act of defiance in refusing to pay protection money (hafta). He says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yahaa.n Gareeb ko sau baate.n soch ke chalnaa paDtaa hai. aur phir ye log to mawaalii Thahare, inke munh kaun lage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;यहाँ ग़रीब को सौ बातें सोच के चलना पडता है, और फिर ये लोग तो मवाली ठहरे, इनके मुंह कौन लगे.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another coolie eggs him on with this line,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Theek kehte ho raheem chacha bilkul Theek kehte ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ठीक केहते हो रहीम चाचा बिलकुल ठीक कहते हो. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suitably encouraged, Raheem continues his litany.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pachchees baras ho gaye hame.n yahaa.n kaam karte. hamane nahee.n dekhaa koee kulee unhe.n haftaa dene se inkaar kar de&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;पच्चीस बरस हो गये हमें यहाँ काम करते. हमने नहीं देखा कोई कुली उन्हें हफ़्ता देने से इनकार कर दे. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the laconic Vijay pauses for a while and then says sententiously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;raheem chaacha jo pachchees baras me.n nahee.n huaa woh ab hogaa. agale hafte ek aur kuli in mawaaliyo.n ko paisaa dene se inkaar karne vaalaa hai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;रहीम चाचा, जो पच्चीस बरस में नहीं हुआ वो अब होगा. अगले हफ़्ते एक और कुली इन मवालियों को पैसा देने से इनकार करने वाला है. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the line which later gives rise to &amp;nbsp;the "Peter ab ye taalaa mai.n terii jeb se chaabee nikaal ke..." line. But that line will come in some other post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So when India wins the cricket World Cup after 28 years, the Left front loses Bengal after 34 years, and there is history being made all around. This is a great line to use.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember the Emirates line - when was the last time you did something for the first time. So whenever you do that, use this line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-813589236343886283?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/813589236343886283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=813589236343886283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/813589236343886283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/813589236343886283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/jo-pachchees-baras-men-naheen-huaa-woh.html' title='Jo pachchees baras me.n nahee.n huaa woh ab hogaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5568710866496152260</id><published>2011-05-10T16:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-11T08:44:29.098+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om Shivpuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mausam'/><title type='text'>moorakh mukhiyaa bhool kare aur bhugte saaraa gaao.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Mausam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1975&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Harihar Thapa (Om Shivpuri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Dr Amarnath Gill (Sanjeev Kumar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Gulzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well I thought I must get this one in before Shahid Kapoor's Mausam releases :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though I am not partial to the 70s, I do feel that the quality of writers in that phase, will never be replicated. Rajinder Singh Bedi, Rahi Masoom Raza, Sachin Bhowmick, Salim Javed, Gulzar - all contemporaries! That is why neither the 50s nor the 60s nor the 80s and later appear as much as the 70s do on this blog. But on second thoughts probably I am biased :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mausam was a film based on AJ Cronin's 1961 story The Judas Tree. Kamleshwar is credited with the story, but then he did make substantial changes. Indian audiences would not have accepted Kajri getting married to Dr Gill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amarnath is a medical student, who has come to Darjeeling to study. During one of his excursions, he slips over some stairs and falls. He manages to drag himselves to the nearest 'vaid' - Harihar Thapa. When Harihar hears how he slipped over the stairs, he comes up with this quip. The line is a reference to Amarnath's eyes (the mukhiya) whose fault leads to the entire body (saaraa gaao.n) suffering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"moorakh mukhiyaa bhool kare aur bhugte saaraa gaao.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मूरख मुखिया भूल करे और भुगते सारा गांव"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5568710866496152260?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5568710866496152260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5568710866496152260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5568710866496152260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5568710866496152260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/moorakh-mukhiyaa-bhool-kare-aur-bhugte.html' title='moorakh mukhiyaa bhool kare aur bhugte saaraa gaao.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8230682443750462116</id><published>2011-05-06T15:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-15T06:53:54.889+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neeraj Pandey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>I am a dropout by choice sir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : A Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Anuj Sharma (Parth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Prakash RaThoD (Anupam Kher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Neeraj Pandey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film will become of one of the enduring classics of Hindi cinema. Neeraj Pandey is one director whose second films is being awaited by more people than he himself is aware of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This line also shows how characters are changing in cinema. Prakash comes in to the situation room, where he finds a young boy standing casually. The boy is the hacker who assists the police on cyber crime cases. He is dressed in jeans, t-shirt and a baseball cap. Now savour this interaction;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prakash comes in and asks his junior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"yeh bachchaa kaun hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sir iskaa naam Anuj hai. hacker hai sir, cyber crime cases crack karne me.n aksar hamaaree madad kartaa hai."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"itnaa qualified hai ye?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sir vaise to college dropout hai lekin....Anuj"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ye, equipment aur ye setup samajh me.n aa rahaa hai tumhaaree?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"no sir. ye saare equipments outdated hai.n.aap log abhii bhii n series ke 3423 models use kar rahe hai.n, jab ki s series ko launch huye teen maheene se zyaadaa ho chukaa hai, I need some time. thoDaa vaqt to lagegaa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ye hogaa tumse"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this point, Anuj's phone rings. He pauses to pick it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"hey babes! yeah. running late honey. will catch you in half an hour. ok. love you. see you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then he sighs and says "women" like some seasoned 40 year old would have. Now back to the conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"sorry aap kuchh keh rahe the"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ye hogaa tumse?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"definitely. I am a dropout by choice sir."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the link you can see this at 07:11 timecode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8230682443750462116?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=arcqBJ5ZVTA&amp;feature=related' title='I am a dropout by choice sir.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8230682443750462116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8230682443750462116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8230682443750462116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8230682443750462116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-dropout-by-choice-sir.html' title='I am a dropout by choice sir.'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-9149856491241365618</id><published>2011-05-05T15:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:15:01.386+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TP Jain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rahi Masoom Raza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1981'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naram Garam'/><title type='text'>ahl-e-zabaan is cheez ko to.nd hee kehte hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Naram Garam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1981&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Seth Salaamat Hussain Khaan (T P Jain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Bhawani Shankar Bajpai (Utpal Dutt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Dr. Rahi Masoom Raza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The one scene that I will never forget in this film is the 'kusi beTii eee' scene of Utpal and Swaroop. But for the moment, I will let that be. The line on hand refers to a lesser known actor called TP Jain. If you have seen Angoor you will remember him as the jeweller who insists that he be paid since it is eleven o clock. But if you don't remember that, you might as well see this film.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naram Garam tried to recreate the Golmaal magic - Hrishida might actually have called it Golmaal Returns :) - but it did not work that well. But it was an enjoyable film nonetheless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the film Utpal Dutt is a widower who suddenly develops the desire to get married (thanks to some astrological beliefs and incitement), but since the girl who he is marrying (Swaroop Sampat partly dubbed by Farida Jalal) is almost 40 years younger, he tries to keep everything hush hush. So the tailor who comes to take the measurement for the sherwani (played by TP Jain) is asked to lock the door behind him. The tailor is suddenly very suspicious (his look is a classic), but being a professional he stands his ground. While taking the measurements, the inevitable waist measurement happens. Salaamat writes down the measurement as 'tond' - a reference to the generous paunch. Bhawani protests, to which Salaamat retorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'ab is cheez ko kamar keh kar allah paak kee tauheen to nahee.n kar saktaa naa huzoor. ahl-e-zabaan is cheez ko to.nd hee kehte hai.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अब इस चीज़ को कमर कह कर अल्लाह पाक की तौहीन तो नहीं कर सकता ना हुज़ूर. अहल-ए-ज़बान इस चीज़ को तोंद ही कहते हैं" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-9149856491241365618?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9149856491241365618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=9149856491241365618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9149856491241365618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9149856491241365618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/ahl-e-zabaan-is-cheez-ko-tond-hee-kehte.html' title='ahl-e-zabaan is cheez ko to.nd hee kehte hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-9187176548692151604</id><published>2011-02-03T12:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:18:00.312+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jainendra Jain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Premnath'/><title type='text'>tareeqaa chhoDo saahab, baat Galat thaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Bobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Jack Braganza (Prem Nath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Mr. Nath (Pran)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Jainendra Jain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The famous showdown between Pran and Premnath in the latter's brother-in-law's film made to launch his second son. Now can someone tell me why the Christian characters in Hindi films revealed their Christian names while with the Hindus you had to make do with the surnames. So Pran is Mr. Nath and Premnath is Jack Braganza. Wonder if in first standard his teacher called him Mr. Nath! &amp;nbsp;Picture this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pappoo - Present teacher, Munni - Present teacher, Ravi - Present teacher, Mr. Nath - Present teacher. Khair chhoDo, yeh qissa phir kabhee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Mr.) Nath has spoken in an insulting tone in an earlier meeting with Jack Braganza. Jack had gone to the Naths residence to discuss the alliance with his daughter. Nath had insinuated that Braganza had used his daughter to ensnare a rich heir like his son. Now Nath, under pressure from his son, &amp;nbsp;goes back to Braganza's house in a conciliatory mood. He says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"shaayad mere baat karne kaa tareeqaa Galat thaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"शायद मेरे बात करने का तरीक़ा ग़लत था' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Braganza however is in no mood for reconciliation. Still angry, he says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"tareeqaa chhoDo saahab, baat Galat thaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"तरीक़ा छोडो साहब, बात ग़लत था" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kindly excuse grammar. Hindi film writers as you know loved stereotypes. So Madrasi will speak thus and Christian will speak thus. All this is predecided. So all the Hindi teachers of the world could not have made Jack Braganza say 'baat Galat thii'. Because the troika of Raj Kapoor, KA Abbas and Jainendra Jain had already decided that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-9187176548692151604?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9187176548692151604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=9187176548692151604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9187176548692151604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9187176548692151604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/02/tareeqaa-chhodo-saahab-baat-galat-thaa.html' title='tareeqaa chhoDo saahab, baat Galat thaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-497669143719896422</id><published>2011-01-30T11:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-30T11:50:00.789+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sagar Sarhadi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bazaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1982'/><title type='text'>kisme.n itnee himmat hai, ki har raat bechain rahe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Bazaar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1982&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Salim (Naseeruddin Shah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Najma (Smita Patil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Sagar Sarhadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I featured this situation earlier in &lt;a href="http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/kaii-baar-ke-liye-ek-baar-zaroorii-hai.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;. So you might want to read that too. But this one can stand on its own too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salim is a poet and he has desired Najma for long. After six years as a silent platonic lover, he applies to the object of his affection for upgradation to version 2.0. Since he is a poet and hence given to hyperbole, he tells Najma that he hasn't slept throughout the six years as he has silently smouldered carrying her love in his heart. A couple of days later, Najma calls Salim at his workshop and asks him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"raat to achchhee kaTee naa?" (referring to his sleepless six years lament)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"रात तो अच्छी कटी ना? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and Salim comes up with another gem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kisme.n itnee himmat hai, ki har raat bechain rahe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"किसमें इतनी हिम्मत है, कि हर रात बेचैन रहे" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-497669143719896422?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/497669143719896422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=497669143719896422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/497669143719896422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/497669143719896422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/01/kismen-itnee-himmat-hai-ki-har-raat.html' title='kisme.n itnee himmat hai, ki har raat bechain rahe'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4027177840620154887</id><published>2011-01-24T11:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:20:07.808+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ismat Chugtai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satyadev Dubey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>Jab aag jalegii sab haath taapne dauDenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Film : Junoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1978&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Sarfaraaz Khan (Naseeruddin Shah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Hafeez Khan (Benjamin Gilani)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Prof Satyadev Dubey and Ismat Chugtai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;The upcoming Vishal Bharadwaj film Saat Khoon Maaf reminded me of the earlier film that was based on &amp;nbsp;a Ruskin Bond novel - Junoon (Flight of the Pigeons). Wonder why I did not feature it on the blog earlier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;The background of the film is the 1857 revolt and the events that happened in and around Delhi. Sarfaraaz was part of the battalion of which Mangal Pandey was a part. He is constantly ranting about the 'firangees' and their atrocities. He is also on a sort of recruitment drive for soldiers as he believes the British rule India was about to come to an end. &amp;nbsp;Sarfaraaz tells &amp;nbsp;Hafeez Khan (Benjamin Gilani) that they should also join the revolt, Hafeez is unsure and looks up to his cousin Javed Khan (Shashi Kapoor) for direction. But Javed is not present at that moment. Hafeez says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;"ham to aapke saath hai.n...agar Javed bhai...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sarfaraaz interrupts him and says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hafeez, jab aag jalegii sab haath taapne dauDenge...Jaaved bhaai bhi..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;"हफ़ीज़, जब आग जलेगी, सब हाथ तापने दौड़ेंगे...जावेद भाई भी..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;referring to the inevitability of the revolt spreading throughout the country. So true. On the eve of the 62nd Republic Day, I think about all those who literally lit that fire, because as Sarfaraaz said, there is no shortage of people to bask in the warmth of a fire which is already lit. The ones who actually light the fire are rare...As my boss used to say,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Many talk, few do"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;So spare a thought for those who light such fires. And if you want to know what happens to them in the end (in case you haven't already guessed it) watch this movie. On second thoughts, do watch out for a fire that is lit. Much more simpler to run towards it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4027177840620154887?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4027177840620154887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4027177840620154887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4027177840620154887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4027177840620154887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2011/01/jab-aag-jalegii-sab-haath-taapne.html' title='Jab aag jalegii sab haath taapne dauDenge'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3626118717556139634</id><published>2011-01-05T18:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:46:55.380+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1977'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moinuddin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kader Khan'/><title type='text'>aaj se tere bachche bhii raham ke qaabil ho jaayenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Agar...If&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1977&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Daver (Kader Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Jangoo (Unknown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Moinuddin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This underrated thriller of the golden period of Hindi cinema is surely lifted from some English film. I just can't figure out which one. Of course they let it meander towards the end - in classic Hindi film style. But it is still better than some of the films that are touted as classics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jangoo is Daver's henchman and he has slipped up badly in allowing one of the men he was tailing to be caught by the police. Daver is wild that his elaborately laid plan is being torn asunder. Jangoo realises that his time is up, and does what henchmen under fire do best - beg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"mujh pe raham karo, merii beewii, mere bachche....raham karo..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मुझ पे रहम करो, मेरी बीवी, मेरे बच्चे...रहम करो..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like in volleyball, the dialogue is nicely setup for Daver for a great smash. And he executes it well enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"main sirf yateem bachcho.n pe raham kartaa hoo.n...aur aaj se tere bachche bhee raham ke qaabil ho jaayenge"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मैं सिर्फ़ यतीम बच्चों पे रहम करता हूं...और आज से तेरे बच्चे भी रहम के क़ाबिल हो जायेंगे"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do I need to tell you what follows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unlike many other lines on this blog, it is unlikely that you would be able to use it anywhere. But I still wanted to feature this line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3626118717556139634?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3626118717556139634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3626118717556139634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3626118717556139634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3626118717556139634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaj-se-tere-bachche-bhii-raham-ke.html' title='aaj se tere bachche bhii raham ke qaabil ho jaayenge'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3373969625909985290</id><published>2010-12-31T18:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T18:02:08.308+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manu Rishi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhay Deol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oye Lucky Lucky Oye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>jiskaa pataa nahii.n hotaa uskaa pataa nahii.n chaltaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Oye Lucky Lucky Oye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Lucky (Abhay Deol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Gogi (Paresh Rawal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Manu Rishi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film was supposed to be based on the life of Bunty Chor (or Davinder Singh). The film was a big disappointment for those who had seen Dibakar's debut - Khosla ka Ghosla.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lucky is on a stealing spree and picking up cars and all kinds of stuff for the local don - Gogi. Once when Bangali (Manu Rishi) and Lucky meet him after a successful heist, Gogi asks him where he lives. Bangali says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"car me.n.. aage drawing room, peechhe bedroom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"कार में. आगे ड्राइंग रूम, पीछे बॅडरूम" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gogi is very surprised when he hears this. Lucky responds with a pragmatic line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"jiskaa pataa nahii.n hotaa uskaa pataa nahii.n chaltaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"जिसका &amp;nbsp;पता नहीं होता उसका पता नहीं चलता"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3373969625909985290?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3373969625909985290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3373969625909985290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3373969625909985290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3373969625909985290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/12/jiskaa-pataa-nahiin-hotaa-uskaa-pataa.html' title='jiskaa pataa nahii.n hotaa uskaa pataa nahii.n chaltaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4250441064957798135</id><published>2010-12-25T13:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:52:25.402+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1979'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amar Akbar Anthony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kader Khan'/><title type='text'>aisa to aadmii life me.n do-ich time bhaagtaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Amar Akbar Anthony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1979&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Anthony Gonsalves (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Robert (Jeevan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Kader Khan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was one of my favourite Amitabh Bachchan films when I was a kid. I saw Deewar, Sholay, Trishul and Zanjeer much later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kishan Lal (Pran) has become a mafia don and smuggler after usurping the business of Robert (Jeevan). Robert falls upon bad days and becomes a coolie on Kishan's dock. While unloading 'sona', the two meet each other and have kind of a show down. Suddenly the police lead by Kamal Kapoor (Narang of Don) arrive and everyone runs for their lives. Robert escapes with a case of gold and a revolver. Anthony trips Robert while running and stylishly delivers this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BktQDHaxJ2c&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;See it here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aisaa to aadmii life me.n do-ich time bhaagtaa hai, olympic ka race ho ya police ka case ho. tum kaay me.n bhagtaa hai bhaai?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"ऐसा तो आदमी लाइफ़ में दोइच टाइम भागता है, ओलिम्पिक का रेस हो या पुलीस का केस हो, तुम काय में भगता है भाई?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This line was a favourite as a kid, along with the famous mirror scene.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4250441064957798135?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4250441064957798135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4250441064957798135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4250441064957798135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4250441064957798135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/12/aisa-to-aadmii-life-men-do-ich-time.html' title='aisa to aadmii life me.n do-ich time bhaagtaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1066685949629238865</id><published>2010-11-25T17:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-31T17:53:49.374+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1989'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sooraj Barjatya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine Pyar Kiya'/><title type='text'>dosti ka ek usool hai maDam no sorry no thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Maine Pyaar Kiya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1989&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Prem (Salman Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Suman (Bhagyashree)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Sooraj R Barjatya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Extremely silly line, but I find a lot of people using it. This was Sooraj Barjatya's take on the tag line for the 1970 film Love Story - Love means never having to say you're sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Prem meets Suman at his house for the first time and she helps him to get rid of Seema (Pervin Dastur) who is trying to seduce him. When Suman picks up Prem's cap (which has fallen down) and hands it to him, he gives it back to her as a gift. Saying that they are friends since their parents are friends and ...some silly logic he gives. She also buys that logic and says thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our hero jumps to the occasion and says&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"dosti ka ek usool hai maDam no sorry no thank you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"दोस्ती का एक उसूल है मैडम, नो सॉरी नो थॅंक यू" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1066685949629238865?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6CbDWCfDBo' title='dosti ka ek usool hai maDam no sorry no thank you'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1066685949629238865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1066685949629238865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1066685949629238865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1066685949629238865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/dosti-ka-ek-usool-hai-madam-no-sorry-no.html' title='dosti ka ek usool hai maDam no sorry no thank you'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8808648442055401492</id><published>2010-11-20T16:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:54:00.350+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dil tera Diwana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1962'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ulhaas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inder Raj Anand'/><title type='text'>kaunsaa cigarette laaoo.n aap ke liye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Dil Tera Diwana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1962&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Diwan Badriprasad acting as Raamdeen driver (Ulhaas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Mohan and Anokhe (Shammi Kapoor and Mehmood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Pa NeelakanTan and Inder Raj Anand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was a remake of the 1958 Sivaji Ganesan comedy Sabaash Meena. Great music by Shankar Jaikishan. This scene has subsequently been repeated in various forms in many films. The father is a martinet (Diwan Badriprasad) and the son (Mohan ) seeks some freedom. One day the son plans to sneak away to watch a play with his friend (Anokhe). Diwan senses this and asks the driver to slip away and takes his place. Mohan and Anokhe are oblivious that the driver is in fact Mohan's father. Mohan continues to curse his lack of freedom. They finally ask the driver to go and buy some cigarettes. Diwan is initially shocked at being asked to do that but recovers and turns around and asks the two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kaunsaa cigarette laaoo.n aap ke liye?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"कौनसा सिगरेट लाऊँ आपके लिये?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In unison, both Mohan and Anokhe say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Five, Five ..." and as they are about to say the last 'five', they see the face of the driver and together jump out of the car window.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Absolute copy of the Sivaji/Chandrababu/SV Ranga Rao scene and I found the original more delightful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8808648442055401492?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aKFt1Qdnj7I' title='kaunsaa cigarette laaoo.n aap ke liye'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8808648442055401492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8808648442055401492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8808648442055401492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8808648442055401492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/kaunsaa-cigarette-laaoon-aap-ke-liye.html' title='kaunsaa cigarette laaoo.n aap ke liye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1437318797419979123</id><published>2010-11-18T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:43:53.974+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1969'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajendra Krishan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padosan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mehmood'/><title type='text'>woh RaavaN? aapko pareshaan kiyaa? abhii aap dekhnaa hum bhii usko pareshaan kartaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film: PaDosan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1968&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Master Pillai (Mehmood)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Bindu (Saira Banu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Rajendra Krishan (a rare combo of Rajendra Krishan as lyricist and RD Burman as MD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was one of my favourite films as I grew up. I did not see too many films in my first 25 years. This was one of the rare films that we saw in a theatre. The choice that day was between Haathi mere Saathi and PaDosan. And PaDosan was not my choice. I am so glad in retrospect that we did not go for Haathi mere Saathi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PaDosan is based on the Bangla film 'Paasher BaaRii" which means 'the house nearby'. Anjali Devi made it into a Tamil film in 1960. The Tamil version was called 'Adutha VeeTTuppeN" which means 'the girl next door'. 8 years later Mehmood (whose entire career is owed to Tamil films in general and Nagesh in particular) took this story and made into one of the lasting classics of Hindi films.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will not go into the details of the story. This scene happens when Bindu (Saira Banu) tries to get back at the 'boy next door' or 'uncleji next door' {considering Sunil Dutt was 'I am 38 trying to be 25' when this film was made} through her dance master. She wants her dance master to beat up the loafer next door who has been bothering her. The famous chaturnaar song - which is a competition between Vidyapathi (Kishore Kumar) playbacking for Bhola and Masterji - has already happened. Bhola won that round.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now all the provocation of Bindu is not able to get Masterji's anger to rise. She even questions his manhood. In response, Masterji coyly pleads guilty to being a man. Finally she invokes religion. Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. Religion probably is the first. She asks him that when Raavan took Sita away, what did Raam do? Masterji says - he goes to Lanka and defeats Raavan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'...RaavaN ko aisaa glatten chop maaraa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bindu exults that the man has got it finally and quickly says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"haa.n... to tum ek aadmii ko nahee.n maar sakte..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The now enlightened Masterji says these classic lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aiyyaiyyo, aisaa baat kyaaji... aap pehle kyuu.n nahee.n bolaa humko. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"devii, woh RaavaN? aapko pareshaan kiyaa? abhii aap dekhnaa, hum bhii usko pareshaan kartaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then the fantastic war cry (which means - oi raavan, come here you...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"dey RaavaN inge vaa Daa nee!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अई अई यो, ऐसा बात क्या जी...आप पहले क्यूं नहीं बोला हमको. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;देवी.. वो रावण? आपको परेशान किया? अभी आप देखना, हम भी उसको परेशान करता" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'डै रावण, इंगे वाडा नी!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just like Hrishikesh Mukherjee has convinced an entire country that cancer (of any stage) is incurable, Mr Mehmood has convinced all North Indians that no South Indian can speak Hindi properly. But then that is the power of a character.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1437318797419979123?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VLdE7TnC8Rw' title='woh RaavaN? aapko pareshaan kiyaa? abhii aap dekhnaa hum bhii usko pareshaan kartaa'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1437318797419979123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1437318797419979123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1437318797419979123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1437318797419979123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/woh-raavan-aapko-pareshaan-kiyaa-abhii.html' title='woh RaavaN? aapko pareshaan kiyaa? abhii aap dekhnaa hum bhii usko pareshaan kartaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7170125233348879351</id><published>2010-10-31T19:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:28:34.826+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vrajendra Gaur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shashi Kapoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharmilee'/><title type='text'>hamee.n hum hai.n to kyaa hum hai.n tumhee.n tum ho to kyaa tum ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Sharmilee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1971&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Captain Ajit Kapoor (Shashi Kapoor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Colleagues at army mess&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Vrajendra Gaur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This line is actually from a famous Urdu couplet written by the poet Sarshaar. The full couplet which gets quoted in the movie is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;chaman mein iKhtilaat-e-rang-o-buu se baat bantii hai&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hamii.n ham hai.n to kyaa ham hai.n, tumhee.n tum ho to kyaa tum ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;चमन में इख़्तिलात ए रंगो बू से बात बनती है &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;हमीं हम हैं तो क्या हम हैं, तुम्हीं तुम हो तो क्या तुम हो &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The situation is that a few army men are sitting and drinking in the mess. Two of them get into an argument on some small issue. This dialogue marks Shashi's entry in the film, so to defuse the situation he says this couplet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The amalgamation of various colours and fragrances makes a garden what it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if it was just your kind or just my kind of fragrances and colours it won't be the same thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A great line to break up an argument.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The film by the way has an amazing score by SD Burman. I get gooseflesh just by writing about it. One of his best work for non-Dev Anand, non-Ashok Kumar films. Abhimaan would also rank in that league. Coming back as he was after a debilitating illness, it would have given him a lot of self confidence too. Else it could be quite depressing being unfavourably compared to your one and only son.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7170125233348879351?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7170125233348879351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7170125233348879351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7170125233348879351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7170125233348879351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/hameen-hum-hain-to-kyaa-hum-hain.html' title='hamee.n hum hai.n to kyaa hum hai.n tumhee.n tum ho to kyaa tum ho'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-293594443219724207</id><published>2010-10-26T12:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:29:34.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housefull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anvita Dutt Guptan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akshay Kumar'/><title type='text'>Main aaj se Grihshobha chhoR ke Cosmo paRhoo.ngaa</title><content type='html'>Film: Housefull&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2010&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Aarush (Akshay Kumar)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Saundarya Bhagyalakshmi Venkateshwari Basappa Rao aka Sandy (Deepika Padukone)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Anvita Dutt Guptan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another director who started out by criticising films (like Khalid Mohammad and Kunal Kohli) and ending up worse than the films he criticised. He should have stuck to being a critic. Housefull was hyped by Sajid Khan as the biggest hit in 2010 - three weeks before the film was released. Sajid said he was interested only in the audience reaction and the audience would surely love his film as he had put the right formulaic elements in the film. He started his film with a dedication to Prakash Mehra, Manmohan Desai, K Raghavendra Rao etc who he seems to hold in high esteem. Three days after the film started slipping at the box office, he released a full page ad saying that all critics had rated the film very well. Talk about volte face. I really get peeved when someone tries to show integrity and character and then does something really petty. I find his sister's films far more honest and funny. This man is what we call in Delhi lingo as a 'sude' - short for pseudo intellectual. But enough of my anger against this man who is so undeserving of it. Probably I feel thus because I paid good money to buy a DVD of this awful and atrocious film. Our film industry managed to burn the prints of Alam Ara. They should use this talent for this film as well. Okay okay no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an attempt by Sajid Khan to merge the audiences of a high brow magazine like Cosmopolitan with the lower middle class vernacular audience of Grihshobha (so he says himself). But I found this one rare funny moment in this galactically mindless movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy falls for Aarush because she thinks that his wife is dead and feels guilty about having slapped him. Aakhri pasta (Chunky Pandey) told her this lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However Aarush never told her a lie, he was trying to drown himself in the ocean because his wife left him on he night of the honeymoon. when Devika (Jiah Khan), Aarush's wife, &amp;nbsp;meets Aarush, he asks for the divorce papers. Sandy realises that Aarush's wife is alive. She goes away in a huff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarush again heads towards the ocean. Ostensibly to drown himself. His friend Babu Rao (Ritesh Deishmukh) and his wife Hetal (Lara Dutta) send him to go after Sandy and win her over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes to the room and Sandy refuses to open. However Aarush tries to maneuver through the next room balcony into Sandy's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slips and is about to fall. Sandy sees it on tv and pulls him up after she realises that Aarush is telling the truth and mischief monger was pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says that she had read somewhere that if one saves someone his or her life belongs to the saver and not to the person and hence Aarush's life belonged to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they hug and make up. then Aarush in a classic comedic moment asks her where did you read that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandy pauses and says - "In last month's Cosmo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarush says - "I love Cosmo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and follows that up with the clincher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"main aajse Grihshobha chhoR ke Cosmo padhoongaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full exchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ab tumhaari jaan tumhaari nahiin. ab tumhaari jaan meri hai, aur tumhe koii haq nahiin bantaa use ganwaane kaa"&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;"Vaise tumne paRha kahaan thaa"&lt;br /&gt;"pichle maheene ke Cosmo me.n"&lt;br /&gt;"I love Cosmo"&lt;br /&gt;"main aajse Grihshobha chhoR ke Cosmo paRhoongaa"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-293594443219724207?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/293594443219724207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=293594443219724207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/293594443219724207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/293594443219724207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/main-aaj-se-grihshobha-chhor-ke-cosmo.html' title='Main aaj se Grihshobha chhoR ke Cosmo paRhoo.ngaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-536933615317579599</id><published>2010-10-20T18:43:00.045+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:45:32.713+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shatrughan Sinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mere Apne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1971'/><title type='text'>aaye to usse keh denaa Chhainuu aayaa thaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Mere Apne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1971&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Chhainuu Laal &amp;nbsp;(Shatrughan Sinha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Anandi Devi (Meena Kumari)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Gulzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is an all time classic line. The film is not so great. A remake of Tapan Sinha's Apon Jon. A youthful Shatru (Gambler is another film where you can see him at his youthful best, but this is a bigger role) and the very handsome Vinod Khanna pitted against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billoo (Dinesh Thakur) was abducted by Raghu (Asrani) who is part of the rival Chhainoo gang. Shyam (Vinod Khanna) goes and rescues him. Later Raghu is rounded up by Billoo and team, but they run away after seeing naani maa or Anandi (Meena Kumari). She takes Raghu home and tends to his wounded leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she stays in what is a &amp;nbsp;known hideout of Shyam's gang, Chhainoo and gang land up there to rescue Raghu. The moment he goes in, Raghu stands up and blurts out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chhainoo...Billoo .. aur uske saath do aur bhee the"&lt;br /&gt;"छैनू...बिल्लू...और उसके साथ दो और भी थे"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anandi &amp;nbsp;says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dost hai teraa?... aa baiTh" &lt;br /&gt;"दोस्त है तेरा? ....आ बैठ" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very angry Chhainoo says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shaam kahaa.n hai"&lt;br /&gt;"शाम कहां है?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anandi who has not really wisened up to the gangwars, naively says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dekh naa beTe... ye laDke bahut laDte hain aapas me.n...tu to baDaa hai inme.n... inko samjhaataa kyo.n nahee.n...jaane kis baat pe kaTTi kiye baiThe hai.n...too baTTi karaa degaa to ye nahee.n laDenge" &lt;br /&gt;"देख ना बेटे...ये लडके बहुत लडते हैं आपस में...तू तो बडा है इनमें...इनको समझाता क्यों नहीं...जाने किस बात पे कट्टी किये बैठे हैं...तू बट्टी करा देगा तो ये नहीं लडेंगे" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Chhainoo is surprised at this warmth, he still persists with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shaam kahaa.n hai" &lt;br /&gt;"शाम कहां है?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wo to biTToo ko lekar dawaakhaane gayaa hai" &lt;br /&gt;"वो तो बिट्टू को लेकर दवाखाने गया है" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aaye to usse keh denaa chhainoo aayaa thaa...bahut garmee hai khoon me.n to beshaq aa jaaye maidaan me.n..jo hasrat nikaalnee ho wo nikaal le wo, lekin aaindaa...mere kisii laDke ko haath lagaayaa to muhalle kaa muhallaa uDaa ke rakh doo.nga" &lt;br /&gt;"आये तो उससे कह देना छैनू आया था...बहुत ग़र्मी है ख़ून में तो बेशक़ आ जाये मैदान में ...जो हसरत निकालनी हो वो निकाल ले वो...लेकिन आइन्दा मेरे किसी लडके को हाथ लगाया तो मुहल्ले का मुहल्ला उडा के रख दूंगा"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trade mark rub of the left side of the neck with the right hand today defines any sketch of Shatrughan Sinha. And yes this dialogue too...though many artists use a&amp;nbsp;variant of this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Shyaam se kehnaa Chhainoo aayaa thaa. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the actual line is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"aaye to usse keh denaa Chhainuu aayaa thaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"आये तो उससे कह देना छैनू आया था" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-536933615317579599?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/536933615317579599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=536933615317579599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/536933615317579599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/536933615317579599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/aaye-to-kehnaa-chhainuu-aayaa-thaa.html' title='aaye to usse keh denaa Chhainuu aayaa thaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4175546153236345464</id><published>2010-10-15T09:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:31:43.070+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1979'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basu Chatterjee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeena Yahaan'/><title type='text'>Main to inko tabse jaantaa hoon jab inke baal safed the</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Film : Jeenaa Yahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Year of release : &amp;nbsp;1979&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Spoken by : Umesh (Unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Spoken to : Shekhar (Shekhar Kapur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Basu Chatterjee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Shekhar Kapur did a few films with his then girl friend Shabana Azmi. Jeena Yahaan was one of them. Very rarely do real life couples have online chemistry. Dharam-Hema and Rishi-Neetu notable exceptions. Shabana and Shekhar too dont have much going by way of chemistry. Anyways the film was a Basu Chatterjee film. And hence I had to see it. Nothing much to recommend in the movie though. Even Salilda's music was stale. But I love this line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Shekhar is helping to organise a function marking the inauguration of a new venture of one of his friends. Another friend Umesh (unknown actor and a new member of the group) is also helping out. Mr Mathur (R S Chopra) arrives with his family just then. &amp;nbsp;Shekhar welcomes him and introduces Mr. Mathur to Umesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Shekhar: Umesh, Mathur ko&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;pehchaante ho? उमेश, माथुर को पहचानते हो?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;(To Mathur) Umesh, hamaare group kaa nayaa member hai. उमेश, हमारे ग्रूप का नया मॅम्बर है.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Umesh: Mathur ko kaun nahii.n pehchaantaa. Main to inko tabse jaantaa&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;hoon jab inke baal safed the. Kaale to ab huye hain. माथुर को कौन नहीं पह्चानता. मैं तो इनको तबसे जानता हूं जब इनके बाल सफ़ेद थे. काले तो अब हुये हैं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Guffaws and twitters all around and a very red faced Mathur. Good line Mr. Chatterjee. Well done! Can't say that for the rest of the film though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4175546153236345464?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4175546153236345464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4175546153236345464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4175546153236345464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4175546153236345464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/main-to-inko-tabse-jaantaa-hoon-jab.html' title='Main to inko tabse jaantaa hoon jab inke baal safed the'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6377870884495837558</id><published>2010-10-10T17:52:00.028+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:33:26.718+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajkumar Hirani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhijat Joshi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omi Vaidya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 Idiots'/><title type='text'>I'll sue you all in American court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : 3 Idiots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : &amp;nbsp;Chatur Ramalingam (Omi Vaidya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Farhan and Raju (Madhavan and Sharman)&lt;br /&gt;Dialogue writer : Rajkumar Hirani and Abhijat Joshi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The climax of this all time classic - Farhan and Raju are looking for Rancho and when Chatur calls them, they think they have finally found him. But the search turns out to be longer. They are forced to go to Manali and finally to Ladakh. Chatur has an important meeting and refuses to go. Farhan and Raju gag him, tie him up and forcibly take him along. When they reach the home stretch (the beautiful raw beauty of Ladakh), they untie him. As the gag comes off, the first thing that Chatur says ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'll sue you all in American court"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A great line which in one fell swoop trashes the Indian legal system (and rightly so) and communicates the options available with Chatur. Given the Indian legal system and its long pendency, it is an empty threat - if you say "I will sue you". Because the eventual victory (if at all) would by Pyrrhic at best. Now, thanks to this line, this threat suddenly gets potent. So next time, someone has dealt fraudulently or unfairly with you, use this new threat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6377870884495837558?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6377870884495837558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6377870884495837558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6377870884495837558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6377870884495837558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/ill-sue-you-all-in-american-court.html' title='I&apos;ll sue you all in American court'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6138969696423147666</id><published>2010-10-04T17:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:47:59.932+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1977'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kinara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hema Malini'/><title type='text'>Ek aur ghaRii bhii to hai jo peT me.n chaltii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film: Kinara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1977&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Aarti Sanyal (Hema Malini)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Inderjeet (Jeetender)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually the 'spoken to' column should say Prakash, because Aarti thinks she is speaking to Prakash, though it is actually Inderjeet. I was reminded of this film recently because the story of the recent Lafangey Parindey is loosely based on Kinara. Though I must add a caveat that I have not seen Lafangey Parindey and hence this need not be taken as authoritative. But I have seen Kinara. It is one of Gulzar's forgettable films with absolutely unforgettable music by RD Burman. Very slow and boring film. No performances worth speaking. Though Hema's dancing skills seem well exploited. But the music is worth its weight in gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming back to the line, Prakash/Inderjeet drops Aarti (who is blind) home after a visit to the church. As Inderjeet is about to take leave of her, she says, it is already 6 pm, so he might as well have tea before leaving. Inder wonders aloud as to how she knows the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought she would say 'braille watch' or something like that. But the answer surprised me. I liked it as well. So here it is - for your reading pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"एक और घड़ी भी तो है जो पेट में चलती है"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ek aur ghaRii bhii to hai jo peT me.n chaltii hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't remember any other Hindi film dialogue that refers to the body clock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6138969696423147666?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6138969696423147666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6138969696423147666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6138969696423147666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6138969696423147666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/ek-aur-gharii-bhii-to-hai-jo-pet-men.html' title='Ek aur ghaRii bhii to hai jo peT me.n chaltii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1734498250813615453</id><published>2010-09-28T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:02:30.812+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1981'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raj Kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bulundi'/><title type='text'>I explain NEVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film: Bulundi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1981&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Professor Satish Khurana (Raaj Kumar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Principal (Nitin Sethi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Raaj Kumar was one of the breed of originals in Bollywood. He was original - even when being ungrammatical. This is a story about a Professor (played by Raaj Kumar) who is approached by some rich men to mend the ways of their wayward sons. He accepts the challenge and does the seemingly impossible job. You can see a very young Rakesh Bedi and Gulshan Grover as college students here and Danny (in probably) the only double role of his career. Raaj Kumar is verbose and bombastic for the most part. He is accused of leaking exam papers to his pupils. The principal (Nitin Sethi) demands an explanation. Prof Khurana responds with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I never explain. मैं जागे ज़मीर का इंसान हूँ. तशरीह मुल्ज़िम या बुज़्दिल किया करते हैं. I explain NEVER."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The word 'tashreeh' of course means explanation. Raaj Kumar was also fond of intimidating the antagonists with chaste Urdu. Why use bullets when you can use Urdu? Also his style of emphasising on 'never' by placing it at the end of the sentence is most droll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A film that will always rank among Danny's top ten performances. And Danny of course is one of the most under rated actors of Bollywood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So next time your boss calls you into a cabin and wishes to read the riot act to you; tell your boss, you are one whose conscience is wide awake and such people explain - NEVER. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1734498250813615453?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1734498250813615453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1734498250813615453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1734498250813615453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1734498250813615453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-explain-never.html' title='I explain NEVER'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8079425855706174612</id><published>2010-08-25T09:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-25T09:43:01.833+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1967'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Upkar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pran'/><title type='text'>Raashan pe bhaashan bahut hai par bhaashan pe raashan koii nahii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Upkaar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of&amp;nbsp; release : 1967&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Malang Baba (Pran)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Various characters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A hark back to the 'raashan' era, where ordinary middle class citizens spent a lot of time getting this ungettable object. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the film which turned Pran's image from the despicable rogue that he played with elan to a 'character actor'. This was then taken to greater lengths with films like Zanjeer and Majboor. Pran along with Nirupa Roy became Amitabh's lucky charm. So much so that when he and ABCL were struggling badly, he got Pran to come out of retirement and do a special act with him in that crap film called Mrityudaata. The film was so bad that no amount of luck or charm could help it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But Upkaar was the beginning of the Bharat series of patriotic films. It was riding on the Indo-Pak war and the personality of Late LB Shastri. But it is not a bad film either. Well written, good songs and some great characters - like this Malang fellow whose shibboleth is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"राशन पे भाषण बहुत है, पर भाषण पे राशन कोई नहीं, इसलिये जब भी बोलता हूं, ज़्यादा ही बोलता हूं"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Raashan pe bhaashan bahut hai, par bhaashan pe raashan koee nahee.n, isliye jab bhii boltaa hoon. zyaadaa hee boltaa hoo.n'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Use it whenever you are accused of being garrulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8079425855706174612?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8079425855706174612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8079425855706174612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8079425855706174612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8079425855706174612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/08/raashan-pe-bhaashan-bahut-hai-par.html' title='Raashan pe bhaashan bahut hai par bhaashan pe raashan koii nahii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2540664504423671792</id><published>2010-05-25T16:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:31:00.221+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awaara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1955'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raj Kapoor'/><title type='text'>Hum to Doobenge sanam tum ko bhii le Doobenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Aawaara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1951&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Raj (Raj Kapoor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Rita (Nargis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a line which instantly reminds me of my 9th grade English textbook. There was a story written by a Bhabhani thingummajig which was entitled Mere Monkeys. If that short story was to be made&amp;nbsp;into a Hindi film, I would have given it the same title as the title of this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the lasting impressions that I have in this film is a 11-12 year old Shashi Kapoor going and asking his mother 'Maa yeh aawaaraa kyaa hotaa hai'. It is probably the most contrived line I have heard in the history of Hindi cinema. Shashi Kapoor even at that tender age had the grace to look very very embarrassed. You must watch the film for just this one line. But otherwise this film - written by Khwaaja Ahmad Abbas - whose great grandson Shahid Kapoor is setting the screen on fire these days - was a paean to the socialist version of the nature vs nurture debate. Ever since Hitler did what he did, most scientists are loathe to propound any theory which links behaviour or traits to genetics. Khwaaja Ahmad Abbas tries to settle it in favour of 'nurture' with this film. Hence KN Singh goes to great lengths to disprove the judge's theory that a thief's son will turn out to be a thief. He picks up the judge's son and turns him into an 'aawaara' - a vagabond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways this line has nothing to do with all the pseudo serious drivel that I have written above. Raj and his girl friend Rita are frolicking on the beach. The famous Raj-Nargis chemistry is evident. They both have jumped into a small 'bay'. While Rita has managed to come out, Raj hasn't. He extends his hand out asking for help and utters this classic line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Hum to Doobenge sanam tum ko bhii le Doobenge"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"हम तो डूबेंगे सनम तुम को भी ले डूबेंगे"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2540664504423671792?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2540664504423671792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2540664504423671792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2540664504423671792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2540664504423671792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/hum-to-doobenge-sanam-tum-ko-bhii-le.html' title='Hum to Doobenge sanam tum ko bhii le Doobenge'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5562982818113818101</id><published>2010-05-20T14:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:43:00.659+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manoj Bajpai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2002'/><title type='text'>Maine abhii tak decide nahee.n kiyaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Babu (Manoj Bajpai)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Lakshmi (Antara Mali)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Babu convinces the young couple Lakshmi and Arvind to give him a lift. He then manages to shake off Arvind and makes off with Lakshmi. A scared Lakshmi is trying to figure out what he wants from her. At one point - exasperated - she asks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"lekin tum mujhse chaahte kyaa ho?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Babu comes up with another classic line (like so many others that you can read by clicking on the Label at the bottom of this post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"मैंने अभी तक decide नहीं किया है"&lt;br /&gt;"maine abhii tak decide nahee.n kiyaa hai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line is part funny and part chilling - given the context of the film. This is a very common scenario in corporates. A tyrant of a boss and a traumatised employee. Finally the employee breaks down and asks - what is it that you really want? A great line if you are such a boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5562982818113818101?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5562982818113818101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5562982818113818101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5562982818113818101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5562982818113818101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/maine-abhii-tak-decide-naheen-kiyaa-hai.html' title='Maine abhii tak decide nahee.n kiyaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8453277560764768274</id><published>2010-05-15T13:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:03:00.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1985'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mithun Chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghulami'/><title type='text'>Agar mujhe sharm aane lagegii, to tere aur mere me.n farq kyaa reh jaayegaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Ghulami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1985&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Jaabar (Mithun Chakraborty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Tulsi (Anita Raj)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of JP Dutta's earliest films. Extremely unwatchable. The kind of film that makes you demand the inclusion of films within the ambit of Consumer Protection Act. And this is inspite of having Kulbhushan Kharbanda, Dharmendra, Naseeruddin Shah, Mithun and Smita Patil in this film. Enough of my ranting. There are some interesting lines, however, which Jaabar i.e. Mithun has in this film. Click on the label 'Ghulami' or search using the search box for other lines from this film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jaabar's (Mithun) animals have strayed from their normal grazing route, and he now has to round them up. Obviously this is hard work and an angry Jaabar curses his animals while rounding them up. His girl friend Tulsi (Anita Raj) is slightly embarrassed and chides him for swearing in her presence. She says that he should be ashamed of his action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jabar says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sharm to ladkiyon kaa gehnaa hai agar mujhe sharm aane lagegee to tere aur mere me.n farq kyaa reh jaayegaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"शर्म तो लड़कियों का गहना है, अगर मुझे शर्म आने लगेगी तो तेरे और मेरे में फर्क़ क्या जायेगा"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These are lines which are unapologetically macho. A far cry from today's androgenous generation where the gender lines seem to have blurred. You might agree with them or disagree with them, but you cannot ignore them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8453277560764768274?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8453277560764768274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8453277560764768274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8453277560764768274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8453277560764768274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/agar-mujhe-sharm-aane-lagegii-to-tere.html' title='Agar mujhe sharm aane lagegii, to tere aur mere me.n farq kyaa reh jaayegaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5218756186348124822</id><published>2010-05-10T12:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:44:00.203+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1995'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rangeela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aamir Khan'/><title type='text'>Aisaa kuchh laa jo ang pe lage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Rangeela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1995&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Munna (Aamir Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Waiter at 5 star (Rajeev Mehta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Ramgopal Varma's non RGV-esque films. This was a romantic musical on the lines of Singing in the Rain (another film I love). Although there is a 'Taporii' character in the film (also referred to as 'bhai'), but he is as lovable as they come. In one of the most shocking statements, RGV (post release) said that Govinda would have done a better job. I felt Aamir lent a certain dignity to the role. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coming back to the line, Munna has invited Mili to a 'date' to a five star restaurant. He is obviously out of place in a five star. This makes his exchange with the snobbish waiter a treat. The waiter incidentally is played by Rajeev Mehta who is now a TV star (remember the Praful 'gadha' from KhichDii) of many serials. And he plays a fantastic foil to Munna's naivete. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Munna asks the waiter what are the items on offer - like you would in an Udupi 'hotel'. He would have expected - 'vada pav, misal pav, kanda bhajia...' kind of response. But what does he get! A list of items in English, that he has never heard of in his life. Instead of showing his ignorance by asking what they are, he comes up with this brilliant line:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"arre wo angreejii item nahee.n chaahiye apun ko, aisaa kuchh laa jo ang pe lage"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अरे वो अंग्रेजी आइटम नहीं चाहिये अपुन को, ऐसा कुछ ला जो अंग पे लगे" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You should watch this movie just for Rajeev Mehta's reaction to Aamir's one liners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world is fast moving towards a multi-cuisine existence. Twenty years ago if someone said that his favourite dish is the Lebanese Shavarma, he would be someone who would be trying to impress. Today it is actually possible. So if you end up in a foreign cuisine restaurant and the waiter throws some foreign names at you, use this line. If he is an Indian waiter, he will understand and get you something that is deep fried. And as my mother says, anything that is deep fried or put in sugar syrup is good on the palate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5218756186348124822?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5218756186348124822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5218756186348124822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5218756186348124822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5218756186348124822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/aisaa-kuchh-laa-jo-ang-pe-lage.html' title='Aisaa kuchh laa jo ang pe lage'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5766618305730270752</id><published>2010-05-04T13:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:40:05.295+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prithviraj Kapoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mughal-e-azam'/><title type='text'>Saliim tujhe marne nahee.n dega aur hum tujhe jeene nahee.n denge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Mughal-e-Azam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release: 1960&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by: Akbar (Prithviraj Kapoor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to: Anarkali (Madhubala)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The lid had been blown off the Salim-Anarkali love story and it has now reached a situation where Akbar has decided to execute Anarkali. However Salim has promised Anarkali that he will consummate their love, and Anarkali begs Akbar to let Salim fulfil his promise, or else, the future emperor of India will be proved a liar. Akbar grants her the wish, saying that at the end of the day she has to make Salim unconscious, so that his soldiers can carry Anarkali away for execution. In his words -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"taaki voh teri maut se naa aashnaa ho jaaye, tujhe bhool jaaye, aur hamaare pehredaar tujhe behosh aashiq ke pehloo se uThaa kar, maut kee aaGosh me.n gum kar de.n"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anarkali agrees to this plan. She says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maut muhabbat se qareeb ho gayee. aisaa hee hogaa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akbar however delivers his immortal ultimatum thus -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'agar aisa naa huaa, to saliim tujhe marne nahee.n dega.. aur hum, anarkali, tujhe jeene nahee.n denge'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अगर ऐसा ना हुआ, तो सलीम तुझे मरने नहीं देगा और हम अनारकली, तुझे जीने नहीं देंगे'&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5766618305730270752?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5766618305730270752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5766618305730270752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5766618305730270752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5766618305730270752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/saliim-tujhe-marne-naheen-dega-aur-hum.html' title='Saliim tujhe marne nahee.n dega aur hum tujhe jeene nahee.n denge'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2948809694942412429</id><published>2010-01-25T11:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:26:40.473+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bazaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1982'/><title type='text'>kaii baar ke liye ek baar zaroorii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1982&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Salim (Naseeruddin Shah)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Najma (Smita Patil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim is a poet and a civilized man. He loves Najma, but is willing to wait for his turn. He tries to tell her that Akhtar (Bharat Kapoor) will never marry her, and she should take a decision in her life. But she lingers on to a false hope with Akhtar. But she does have a soft corner for Salim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim calls her up one day and says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tumse ek baar milnaa hai"&lt;br /&gt;Najma: kab?&lt;br /&gt;Salim : Jab tum chaaho.&lt;br /&gt;Najma: ek hii baar kyo.n?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Salim with the subtlety and finesse of the poet that he is, slips in this gem. He says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kaii baar ke liye ek baar zaroorii hai"&lt;br /&gt;"कई बार के लिये एक बार ज़रूरी है"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, eh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2948809694942412429?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2948809694942412429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2948809694942412429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2948809694942412429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2948809694942412429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/kaii-baar-ke-liye-ek-baar-zaroorii-hai.html' title='kaii baar ke liye ek baar zaroorii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3264099422787643927</id><published>2010-01-15T11:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:27:00.445+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arbaaz Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaane tu ya jaane na'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>chaaTnaa hai to ice cream mangaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Jaane Tu...Ya Jaane Na&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Bagheera (Arbaaz Khan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Inspector Vaghmare (Paresh Rawal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This film has a comic book feel to it and this feel is further accentuated by the names given to the two screen brothers played by two real life brothers Arbaaz and Sohail Khan. They are called Bhaloo and Bagheera in this film. This is obviously a nod to the Jungle Book characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhaloo and Bagheera go around the city - displaying wanton behaviour all around. Inspector Vaghmare arrests them and throws them into the lock up. When they are in the lock up he realises that the two are connected to the high and mighty. He then tries to ingratiate himself to them. Bagheera gets disgusted and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chaaTnaa hai to ice cream mangaa"&lt;br /&gt;"चाटना है तो आइस क्रीम मंगा"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3264099422787643927?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3264099422787643927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3264099422787643927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3264099422787643927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3264099422787643927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/chaatnaa-hai-to-ice-cream-mangaa.html' title='chaaTnaa hai to ice cream mangaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1623446964120846118</id><published>2010-01-10T18:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:13:00.413+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Javed Jaffrey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kambakkht Ishq'/><title type='text'>You will be 'suee' I will be 'suar'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Kambakkht Ishq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : KeswaNi (Javed Jaffrey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Hot Dog Stall owner (Bill Marinella)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is such a crap film that I can't even tell you. But I found this very interesting and funny line which I thought I should share. It is a great take on the lessor-lessee or mortgagor-mortgagee kind of terms that are used in financial sector. I have spent my entire life in the financial sector and I found this dig at these legal-financial terms very droll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This film of course is a shameless copy of the  2002 Tamil superhit Pammal K Sambandham which had superb writing by Crazy Mohan and superb acting by Kamalahaasan. In the original there is a character of a person who is very fond of going to the consumer court for everything. This character is played by Madan Bob. A similar character is fleshed out in KI, with Javed Jaffrey doing the honours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He goes to a hot dog stall owner and buys a hot dog for 2 dollars. Then he fishes out a needle (or suee) and claims that he found the needle inside the hotdog. He threatens to sue the hot dog stall owner. Using a delightful pun he says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"You will be 'suee' I will be 'suar'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1623446964120846118?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1623446964120846118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1623446964120846118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1623446964120846118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1623446964120846118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-will-be-suee-i-will-be-suar.html' title='You will be &apos;suee&apos; I will be &apos;suar&apos;'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7743198949101607180</id><published>2010-01-05T18:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:03:00.340+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smita Patil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1985'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghulami'/><title type='text'>Barsaat ki pehli boond ko tapti hui zameen par gir kar fana honaa hi paRtaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Ghulaami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1985&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Sumitra (Smita Patil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Ranjit Singh (Dharmendra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dialogue writer : OP Dutta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ranjit Singh has become an outlaw. His childhood friend Sumitra tries to broker peace (she has now married a police officer) and arranges a meeting with Ranjit to try and convince him to give up the path of armed resistance. Ranjit Singh is reluctant to do so. Sumitra gives him the logic that is beautifully brought out in this quotation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The trouble with being a pioneer is that you get shot by Red Indians"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Barsaat ki pehlii boond ko taptii huii zameen par gir kar fana honaa hi paRtaa hai'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7743198949101607180?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7743198949101607180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7743198949101607180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7743198949101607180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7743198949101607180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/barsaat-ki-pehli-boond-ko-tapti-hui.html' title='Barsaat ki pehli boond ko tapti hui zameen par gir kar fana honaa hi paRtaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2475202925713960127</id><published>2009-12-30T13:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:23:00.068+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharaabi'/><title type='text'>ek aap hai.n, ek saale vo the</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Sharaabi&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1984&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Vicky (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Sudhir and his gang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is one of the most interesting sequences of the film. Sudhir and his gang of goons accost Vicky on his way and relieve him of his gold chain, wallet and other possessions. When he goes to a slightly lower class bar - he finds that Sudhir and his gang have also come there. He goes and tells them that they are all very 'shareef' i.e. decent and good people. However, he also says that he has been waylaid by a bunch of goons who have taken away his money and his gold chain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"ek aap hai.n, ek saalo vo the"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A la Marc Antony, he gradually establishes the fact that the goons that he is referring to and the current lot of 'decent' men are the same. He bashes them up one by one. He keeps on repeating the line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"एक आप हैं, एक साले वो थे"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But not until he has collected a lot of applause from the front benchers and the back benchers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2475202925713960127?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2475202925713960127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2475202925713960127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2475202925713960127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2475202925713960127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/ek-aap-hain-ek-saale-vo.html' title='ek aap hai.n, ek saale vo the'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7427799734005321227</id><published>2009-12-25T11:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:27:00.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smita Patil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bazaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1982'/><title type='text'>zindagii me.n kis kambaKht ko maaloom hai ki vo kyaa kar rahaa hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Bazaar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1982&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Najma (Smita Patil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Her friend (Not known)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This film stands out for some great music by Khaiyyam. Shocking that it did not get any award, though it was nominated for the best music director award. Ironically it lost out to RD Burman's first ever Filmfare award, which is another story altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Najma is living with Akhtar (Bharat Kapoor) who asks her to arrange the marriage of his rich patron in Hyderabad. So they all go to Hyderabad from Mumbai to look for a beautiful and poor girl. Their search narrows downs into Shabnam (Supriya Pathak) who is in love with Sarju (Faarooque Sheikh). Shabnam's family prefers the richer patron to the poor Sarju. When they go to Shabnam's house to take her measurements for the jewellery, Shabnam starts bawling and screaming. Najma's friend is shocked at the turn of events and asks Najma accusingly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"aap ye sab kyaa kar rahee.n hai.n Najma?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Najma responds with the very philosophical one-liner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"zindagii me.n kis kambaKht ko maaloom hai ki vo kyaa kar rahaa hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"ज़िन्दगी में किस कम्बख़्त को मालूम है कि वो क्या कर रहा है" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7427799734005321227?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7427799734005321227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7427799734005321227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7427799734005321227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7427799734005321227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/zindagii-men-kis-kambakht-ko-maaloom.html' title='zindagii me.n kis kambaKht ko maaloom hai ki vo kyaa kar rahaa hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-9003666877944121070</id><published>2009-12-20T12:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-20T12:05:00.100+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilip Kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1955'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devdas'/><title type='text'>kaun kambaKht hai jo bardaasht karne ke liye peetaa hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Devdas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1955&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Devdas (Dilip Kumar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Chandramukhi (Vyjayanthi Mala)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is the real 'Devdas', not the bastardised glam version of SRK and Bhansali. I am not one of those who insists that the old is the real thing. In fact this film was made over two decades before my birth and I saw it over two decades after my birth, but I will surely put it above the SRK version. If you don't believe me, just search for this scene on youtube. Both the versions are available there. Go see it. Then read this post. But if you believe me, continue reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Devdas's father is on his death bed. He starts visiting Chandramukhi who is a prostitute. He has also started drinking. One such night, he is in a drunken stupor. Chandramukhi tries to stop him. She says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"aur mat piyo Devdas"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"kyo.n?" asks Devdas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"kucch hii din huye peenaa shuru kiye. Itnee zyaadaa bardaasht na kar sakoge"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"kaun kambaKht hai jo bardaasht karne ke liye peetaa hai. Mai.n to peetaa hoo.n ke...bas saa.ns le sakoo.n...aur...aisee jagah se uTh kar jaane kee taaqat nahee.n hai naa...tabhii to yahaa.n paDaa rahtaa hoo.n...bas...dekhtaa rahtaa hoo.n tumhaare mu.nh kee taraf...to bhii mai.n bilkul behosh nahee.n hotaa...kucch hosh rah hee jaataa hai...hosh se kah do...kabhii hosh naa aane paaye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chandramukhi says, "yahaa.n aise log bhee aate hai.n Devdas, jo sharaab ko chhoote bhee nahee.n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Devdas : chhote bhee nahee.n? mere paas bandook ho to mai.n unhe golii se uDaa doo.n. vo log mujh se bhii baDe paapii hai.n Chandramukhi. Pahle to mai.n sharaab  peenaa chhoDoongaa nahee.n. aur agar chhoD diyaa to phir yahaa.n kabhii nahee.n aaoongaa. kabhii nahee.n aoongaa. meraa to ilaaj hai. lekin un logo.n ka kyaa hogaa ...jo peete bhii nahee.n. aur phir bhii yahaa.n aate hai.n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you watch the video, also watch for these great lines...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"mat chhuo...haath mat lagaao mujhe Chandramukhi...ab bhii kucch hosh baaqii hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"pal bhar me.n sab kucch Khatam ho gayaa. woh shaadii ke raaste pe chal di aur mai.n barbaadii ke raaste par"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-9003666877944121070?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CLsGhsxL-Q' title='kaun kambaKht hai jo bardaasht karne ke liye peetaa hi'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9003666877944121070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=9003666877944121070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9003666877944121070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9003666877944121070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/kaun-kambakht-hai-jo-bardaasht-karne-ke.html' title='kaun kambaKht hai jo bardaasht karne ke liye peetaa hi'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2863835839925970092</id><published>2009-12-15T13:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:17:44.212+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tabu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maqbool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><title type='text'>lagtaa hai saarii Mumbai ke baaG noch Daale aapne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Maqbool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Nimma (Tabu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Maqbool (Irfan Khan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maqbool is supervising the arrangements for Abbaji's daughter Sameera's wedding. When Nimma comes to the house and sees Maqbool supervising the flower decoration arrangement, she comments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"lagtaa hai saarii Mumbai ke baaG noch Daale aapne"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"लगता है सारी मुम्बई के बाग़ नोच डाले आपने"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of sexual tension in this scene. Nimma is teasing him, praising him, complaining about him - almost all at once. All the actors in this film have done a fabulous job. I still believe this is Vishal Bharadwaj's best film till date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2863835839925970092?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2863835839925970092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2863835839925970092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2863835839925970092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2863835839925970092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/lagtaa-hai-saarii-mumbai-ke-baag-noch.html' title='lagtaa hai saarii Mumbai ke baaG noch Daale aapne'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-9126494545060275870</id><published>2009-12-10T22:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:20:00.441+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><title type='text'>Ilaaqaa tumhaaraa hai aur maiN akelaa hooN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Film: Zanjeer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Vijay Khanna (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Sher Khan (Pran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you have been following this blog, then you would have read other interesting posts from this film. If you haven't, I suggest you go to the labels section and click on Zanjeer and read all the posts before reading this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Vijay goes to Sher Khan's area in response to the challenge that he had thrown to him at the police station. Sher Khan had said that Vijay's arrogance was due to his uniform and his position. Vijay is obviously eager to dispel this notion. So he reaches in mufti at Sher Khan's joint and says,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"yehee hai vo ilaaqaa, jahaan log tumheN jaante hain? Sher Khan ab na to vardi hai na kursi aur naa hee mai duty par hooN"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And polishes off his dramatic entry with a counter challenge (in what would later become the characteristic angry young man style) -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"ilaaqaa tumhaara hai aur maiN akelaa hooN"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"इलाक़ा तुम्हारा है और मैं अकेला हूं"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-9126494545060275870?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9126494545060275870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=9126494545060275870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9126494545060275870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/9126494545060275870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/ilaaqaa-tumhaaraa-hai-aur-main-akelaa.html' title='Ilaaqaa tumhaaraa hai aur maiN akelaa hooN'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7052032080683839499</id><published>2009-12-05T11:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:15:00.228+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hum Dono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1961'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jagirdar'/><title type='text'>jisne hameshaa pulaav khaayaa ho, use sookhii roTi me.n kavita nazar aatii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Hum Dono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1961&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Mita's father (Gajanan Jagirdar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Anand (Dev Anand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This film is normally classified as 'Drama', but for me, this will always classify as 'Mystery'. Not for obvious reasons, but for the fact that the only good thing about this film was its music. What a classic score by Jaidev! And he never scored for a Navketan film after that. Ended up being relegated to an occasional composer till his death almost 3 decades later. That for me, will be one of the greatest mysteries. I wish I could go and ask Dev Anand that question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the topic of the scene, this is one of those typical rich father telling poor prospective groom about how the groom's one year's salary is less than the girl's one day's expense. So Anand goes to meet Mita (Sadhna - looking slightly less beautiful than she looked in Parakh - wonder what happened)'s father for the first time. And the inevitable happens. Anand tries to convince Mita's father that she can live on 'sookhii roTi' or dry bread. Mita's father scoffs at it and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"jisne hameshaa pulaav khaayaa ho, use sookhii roTi me.n kavita nazar aatii hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"जिसने हमेशा पुलाव खाया हो, उसे सूखी रोटी में कविता नज़र आती है" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7052032080683839499?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7052032080683839499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7052032080683839499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7052032080683839499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7052032080683839499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/jisne-hameshaa-pulaav-khaayaa-ho-use.html' title='jisne hameshaa pulaav khaayaa ho, use sookhii roTi me.n kavita nazar aatii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3324428515428531599</id><published>2009-11-30T12:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-10T06:59:53.403+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om Puri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maqbool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><title type='text'>shakti kaa santulan bahut zaroorii hai sansaar me.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Maqbool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : Inspector Pandit (Om Puri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : ACP Devsare (Murali Sharma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ACP Devsare has been newly posted. A major shoot out has occurred in his jurisdiction. He asks the two officers PanDit and Purohit where they were on the night of the crime. They both claim they were on duty. Devsare is skeptical about their claim. He says, if that was indeed the case, the crime would never have been committed. PanDit responds with the classic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"phir to bahut baDaa crime ho jaataa sir. shakti kaa santulan bahut zarooree hai sansaar me.n. aag ke liye paanii kaa Dar bane rahnaa chaahiye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"फिर तो बहुत बडा क्राइम हो जाता सर. शक्ति का संतुलन बहुत ज़रूरी है संसार में. आग के लिए पानी का डर बने रहना चाहिये" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The entire cold war was testimony to this adage. But we seem to be doing fine even in a unipolar world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3324428515428531599?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3324428515428531599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3324428515428531599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3324428515428531599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3324428515428531599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/shakti-kaa-santulan-bahut-zaroorii-hai.html' title='shakti kaa santulan bahut zaroorii hai sansaar me.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4128753150298982069</id><published>2009-11-25T10:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:51:00.125+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhoop'/><title type='text'>ham to private company waalo.n ka namak khaate hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Dhoop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Electricity department employee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Prof. Suresh Kapoor (Om Puri)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This film is based on a real life struggle of the father of a  Kargil war hero to get a petrol pump allotted to him. It is a good film. Om Puri, Revathi and Gul Panag are excellent. The story moves along his travails with every department in getting the petrol pump. The electricity department also harasses him. Prof Kapoor tries to reason with him. He appeals to his patriotism and tells him that the petrol pump has been allotted due to compassionate reasons. But the cynical electricity department employee responds with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"is desh ka namak nahee.n khaate ji ham. ham to private company waalon ka namak khaate hai.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"इस देश का नमक नहीं खाते जी हम. हम तो प्राइवेट कम्पनी वालों का नमक खाते हैं" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel Tata missed a great in-film branding opportunity here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4128753150298982069?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4128753150298982069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4128753150298982069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4128753150298982069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4128753150298982069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/ham-to-private-company-waalon-ka-namak.html' title='ham to private company waalo.n ka namak khaate hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1198553719736131065</id><published>2009-11-20T15:10:00.031+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:16:52.243+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I S Johar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johny Mera Naam'/><title type='text'>itnaa runway ho gayaa, ab take off karo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Film : Johny Mera Naam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year of release : 1970&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken by : I S Johar (as Dooja Ram)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spoken to : Unknown actor (Premnath's goons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dialogue writer : Vijay Anand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I S Johar plays a triple role in this film. Not a father, son, grandson kind of triple role. These are three brothers - Pahlaa Ram, Dooja Ram and Teeja Ram. Pehla Ram is a palmist. Dooja Ram is an Indian Airlines steward. In a case of mistaken identity, Moti (Pran) thinks that Dooja Ram is Teeja Ram - his bar man. When his drink takes a long time coming, Moti thinks Teeja &amp;nbsp;is pulling a fast one. His boss Bhupendra Singh (Premnath) sends his men to pick him up. When the goons are frog marching Dooja towards Moti, he asks them what they are doing. The goons think that he is pretending, but Dooja actually has no clue why he is being frog marched. Finally he gets exasperated and asks them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"arre, itna runway ho gayaa, ab take off karo. kyaa baat hai?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"अरे, इतना रनवे हो गया, अब टेक ऑफ़ करो. क्या बात है? " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1198553719736131065?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1198553719736131065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1198553719736131065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1198553719736131065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1198553719736131065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/itnaa-runway-ho-gayaa-ab-take-off-karo.html' title='itnaa runway ho gayaa, ab take off karo'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3479155494648107423</id><published>2009-11-15T11:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-15T11:03:00.583+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genelia D&apos;Souza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaane tu ya jaane na'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>uskee plane ko take off karne ke liye 2 runway lagte hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Jaane Tu...Ya Jaane Na&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Aditi (Genelia D'Souza)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Sushant (Ayaz Khan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when a heroine whose name was Genelia D Souza would have changed it to Janaki Devi for acceptability from the broad audience. And they called that India more secular. I think the new generation is far more secular than our parents are/were. Genelia's screen name Aditi became a legend thanks to the popularity of the song "kabhi kabhi aditi". But it was her unique and slightly high pitched way of speaking that probably left a greater impression on the cine goers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, Aditi is telling Sushant that Bombs (Alishka Varde) is slow on the uptake. She uses a flying metaphor for that. Normally a metaphor is used either because the speaker or the receiver understands that metaphor better. In this case neither is true. So wonder why Aditi used this flying metaphor. In any case, mine not to reason why. I liked the line. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uskee plane ko take off karne ke liye 2 runway lagte hai.n...matlab...thoRii slow hai woh"&lt;br /&gt;"उसकी प्लेन को टेक ऑफ़ करने के लिये 2 रनवे लगते हैं...मतलब...थोड़ी स्लो है वो"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3479155494648107423?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3479155494648107423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3479155494648107423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3479155494648107423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3479155494648107423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/uskee-plane-ko-take-off-karne-ke-liye-2.html' title='uskee plane ko take off karne ke liye 2 runway lagte hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2757078268442933815</id><published>2009-11-10T11:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:01:00.462+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parakh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanhaiyalal'/><title type='text'>peD par chaDha kar seeDhii kheench lii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Parakh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1960&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Pandit Tarkaalankaar (Kanhaiyalal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Bhanj Babu (Asit Sen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is on my all time top 25 list. If you haven't seen this film, please do see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Post Master NivaaraN Babu (Nazir Husain) gets an anonymous letter promising Rs. 5 lacs to the most honest man in the village. Many in the village put forth their candidature. The priest Pandit Tarkaalankaar is one of them. The zamindar TaanDav Tarafdaar (Jayant) promises to support him, but when the actual meeting starts, he favours Rajat (Vasant Choudhury). This makes Tarkaalankaar say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"peD par chaDha kar seeDhii kheench lii badmaash ne"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"पेड़ पर चढ़ा कर सीढ़ी खींच ली बदमाश ने"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2757078268442933815?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2757078268442933815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2757078268442933815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2757078268442933815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2757078268442933815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/ped-par-chadha-kar-seedhii-kheench-lii.html' title='peD par chaDha kar seeDhii kheench lii'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1926735204469294132</id><published>2009-11-05T10:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:29:00.669+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1977'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not known'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bhumika'/><title type='text'>mardo.n ke mukhauTe badalte hai.n, mard nahee.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Bhumika&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1977&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Mrs. Kale (Amrish Puri's first wife)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Urvashi (Smita Patil)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was a film based on Hansa Wadkar's autobiography called Sangte Aika (literally translated it means - I'll speak and you listen). I found the message slightly layered, but then I am too used to the Bollywood formula. Urvashi (or Usha as she is later called) keeps running from one man to another. From the slightly elder Dalvi (Amol Palekar) to her co star Rajan (Anant Nag) to the witty producer Sunil  (Naseeruddin Shah). She finally meets Vinayak Kale (Amrish Puri) and feels that she would settle down with him. She does not realise that he is already married (his first wife is handicapped) and worse while living with Kale, she cannot move out of the house without Kale's approval. She feels stifled and plans to run away to Dalvi, her first partner. Kale's first wife learns of this and tells her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"mardo.n ke mukhauTe badalte hai.n, mard nahee.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"मर्दों के मुखौटे बदलते हैं, मर्द नहीं"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1926735204469294132?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1926735204469294132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1926735204469294132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1926735204469294132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1926735204469294132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/mardon-ke-mukhaute-badalte-hain-mard.html' title='mardo.n ke mukhauTe badalte hai.n, mard nahee.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5712587716291681673</id><published>2009-10-30T10:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:16:00.355+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajender Nath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patthar aur Payal'/><title type='text'>jab tak hai aashaa, tab tak hai gogia paashaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Patthar aur Paayal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1974&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Shankar Dayal (Rajender Nath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : ChhoTe Thakur Ranjeet Singh (Dharmendra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ranjeet is a dacoit and he has come to drop off Asha (Hema Malini) at her house. So he has this interesting verbal encounter with Shankar. Ranjeet says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"mai.n Aasha ko chhoDne aayaa hoo.n"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shankar says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Aasha ko to kabhee nahee.n chhoDnaa chaahiye; jab tak hai Aasha tak tak hai Gogia Pasha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"आशा को तो कभी नहीं छोड़ना चाहिये, जब तक है आशा, तब तक है गोगिया पाशा" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5712587716291681673?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5712587716291681673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5712587716291681673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5712587716291681673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5712587716291681673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/jab-tak-hai-aashaa-tab-tak-hai-gogia.html' title='jab tak hai aashaa, tab tak hai gogia paashaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3727050863935252495</id><published>2009-10-25T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:02:00.498+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1974'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leena Chandavarkar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chor Chor'/><title type='text'>aap jitnaa bhee zyaadaa soche.n, kam hee hogaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Chor Chor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1974&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Hemlata (Leena Chandavarkar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Aakaash (Vijay Anand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is one of the thrillers made reasonably well, which most people don't know about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hemlata has realised that she has feelings for Aakaash. He is lying sleepy and ill in his room in the guest house which is owned by Hemlata's mother. It is late in the night. Hemlata goes into his room to check on him. Aakaash says "log kyaa sochenge?". She says, she really does not care about that, but what will you think? He says that he can think quite a lot and read a lot of meaning into her action. She comes up with a great one liner. I think this is one of the better ways in which a Hindi film heroine has professed her love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"aap jitnaa bhee zyaadaa soche.n, kam hee hogaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"आप जितना भी ज़्यादा सोचें, कम ही होगा"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3727050863935252495?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3727050863935252495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3727050863935252495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3727050863935252495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3727050863935252495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/aap-jitnaa-bhee-zyaadaa-sochen-kam-hee.html' title='aap jitnaa bhee zyaadaa soche.n, kam hee hogaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-905341157502501592</id><published>2009-10-20T09:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:53:00.780+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinod Khanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1968'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man ka Meet'/><title type='text'>ghar ka na khaaye aur duniyaa mauj uRaaye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Film : Man ka Meet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1968&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Pran (Vinod Khanna)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Lala ji (Om Prakash)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This was Vinod Khanna's debut film. Otherwise a very boring film. Interestingly he plays a villain in this film and his screen name is Pran. Towards the climax, Pran's villainy is revealed and Lalaji, who hitherto thought of him as loyal relative, is shocked to see the real Pran. He asks Pran why he is threatening his daughter Aarti (Leena Chandavarkar). Pran says that Lalaji is distributing  all his wealth to the poor and it is unlikely that he (who has been a loyal aide and colleague) will be left with anything. As he puts it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"ghar ka na khaaye aur duniyaa mauj uRaaye"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"घर का ना खाये और दुनिया मौज उड़ाये" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-905341157502501592?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/905341157502501592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=905341157502501592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/905341157502501592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/905341157502501592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/ghar-ka-na-khaaye-aur-duniyaa-mauj.html' title='ghar ka na khaaye aur duniyaa mauj uRaaye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5576889650534545477</id><published>2009-10-15T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:35:00.144+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kunal Khemu'/><title type='text'>ek to jungle me.n aag oopar se chaDDii me.n naag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Dhol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Gautam "Goti" Sisodiya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Himselves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a caper about a group of friends who move from one funny situation to another. This was a remake of a 1990 Malayalam film In Harihar Nagar which was later remade as MGR Nagaril in Tamil. Unfortunately did not do as well in Hindi. Pakkiya (Sharman Joshi) brings in a couple to live with them. The couple has actually run away from home. Goti is not too happy, as they themselves have many problems to face and cannot afford to complicate their lives further. So when they leave he says out aloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"ek to jungle me.n aag, oopar se chaDDii me.n naag"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"एक तो जंगल में आग, ऊपर से चड़डी में नाग"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5576889650534545477?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5576889650534545477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5576889650534545477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5576889650534545477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5576889650534545477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/ek-to-jungle-men-aag-oopar-se-chaddii.html' title='ek to jungle me.n aag oopar se chaDDii me.n naag'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8254829105812416848</id><published>2009-10-10T09:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:18:00.362+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shahrukh Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Aaj tak aisee good luck huyee nahee.n ki kisee ladies se pyaar ho jaaye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Surinder Sahni (Shah Rukh Khan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Taani (Anushka Sharma)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was an interesting film - funny in parts - but too many cliches. Typical YashRaj cloying stuff. YRF should outsource writing and direction - else it becomes far too predictable. But the film is still worth a watch and Shah Rukh comes up with a good performance. If you watch the films do not switch off the moment the closing credits start rolling. Do listen to Shah Rukh's commentary over the closing credits. I, for one, thought that that by itself redeemed the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taani plays the role of a girl who has a husband who loves her very much, but she is running after 'love' and does not appreciate what she has. So once she tells Surinder that she can't love him and if he can't live forever without love then she would leave. A very patient and 'nice' Surinder says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"pyaar kyaa hotaa hai Taani ji mujhe nahee.n pataa, aaj tak aisee good luck huyee nahee.n ki kisee ladies se pyaar ho jaaye"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"प्यार क्या होता है तानी जी मुझे नहीं पता, आज तक ऐसी गुड लक हुयी नहीं कि किसी लेडीज़ से प्यार हो जाये" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8254829105812416848?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8254829105812416848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8254829105812416848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8254829105812416848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8254829105812416848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/aaj-tak-aisee-good-luck-huyee-naheen-ki.html' title='Aaj tak aisee good luck huyee nahee.n ki kisee ladies se pyaar ho jaaye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3054830328644262580</id><published>2009-10-05T14:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:20:40.150+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1976'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabhi Kabhie'/><title type='text'>jahaa.n dekhtee hai.n ek rishtaa qaayam kar letii hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Kabhi Kabhie&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1976&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Amit Malhotra (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Pooja Khanna (Rakhee Gulzar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amit is a poet and he has gone to Pooja's college to recite his poetry. Pooja (among all the other girls) is enamoured of this tall, shy poet with a great voice. When she goes to take his autograph, he starts flirting with her. He praises her eyes. Pooja asks him what's so special about her eyes. A normal person would have been cornered by such a direct question. But Amit is a poet. So he comes up with a great response. He says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jahaa.n dekhtee hai.n ek rishtaa qaayam kar letii hai.n"&lt;br /&gt;"जहां देखती हैं एक रिश्ता क़ायम कर लेती हैं"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On a lighter note, I used to wonder (and still do) about the way the title of the film was written. Why was the first 'Kabhi' written with just the 'i' and the second 'Kabhie' is written with 'ie'. Do write in and let me know, in case you know the answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3054830328644262580?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3054830328644262580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3054830328644262580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3054830328644262580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3054830328644262580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/jahaan-dekhtee-hain-ek-rishtaa-qaayam.html' title='jahaa.n dekhtee hai.n ek rishtaa qaayam kar letii hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8649294473719733885</id><published>2009-09-30T14:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:38:00.348+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1982'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dina Pathak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prem Rog'/><title type='text'>baap ne maarii me.nRhakii beTaa teerandaaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Prem Rog&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1982&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Radha's mother in law (Dina Pathak)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Radha's husband (Rajinder Nath)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radha (Kiran Vairale) is Manorama's (Padmini Kolhapure) childhood friend. She gets married to Rajinder Nath and keeps him under her thumb. In one scene, Radha's husband comes in to the house looking for her. He sees his mother and asks her where Radha is. His mother is disgusted with her son running around Radha all the time. So she says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"baap ne maarii me.nRhakii beTaa teerandaaz"&lt;br /&gt;"बाप ने मारी मेंढकी बेटा तीरंदाज़"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8649294473719733885?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8649294473719733885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8649294473719733885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8649294473719733885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8649294473719733885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/baap-ne-maarii-menrhakii-betaa.html' title='baap ne maarii me.nRhakii beTaa teerandaaz'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5728232052278377517</id><published>2009-09-25T11:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:41:00.554+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maqbool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pankaj Kapoor'/><title type='text'>gilauree khaayaa karo gulfaam, zabaan qaaboo me.n rahtii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Maqbool&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2003&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Jahangir Khan (Pankaj Kapoor)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Jaywant Wadkar (Palekar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vishal Bharadwaj is fast on the way to becoming one of the greatest directors of Indian cinema, if his oeuvre continues to grow the way it is. Who would have thought that after listening to the Maachis soundtrack that behind this soundtrack is such a great director. There have been actors-turned director, editors turned director, cinematographer turned director, scriptwriter turned director, choreographer turned director, even lyricist turned director. Music directors have turned producer but never director. But this is the first instance of a music director who turned director. As they say, "der aayad durust aaye".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jahangir Khan is a mafia don. Palekar is a local politician. Palekar goes to meet Jahangir Khan and offers to remove  Chief Minister Bhonsle (Shammi Narang) provided Jahangir supports him. Jahangir is a strong believer in loyalties and is offended by this suggestion. But his face does not betray his thoughts. He calmly offers Palekar some 'paan'. Palekar refuses. Jahangir beckons Palekar closer. When he is close enough he pulls his head and thrusts a paan down his throat. Follows that up with this slam dunk line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"gilauree khaayaa karo gulfaam, zabaan qaaboo me.n rahtii hai"&lt;br /&gt;"गिलौरी खाया करो गुलफ़ाम, ज़बान क़ाबू में रहती है"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5728232052278377517?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5728232052278377517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5728232052278377517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5728232052278377517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5728232052278377517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/gilauree-khaayaa-karo-gulfaam-zabaan.html' title='gilauree khaayaa karo gulfaam, zabaan qaaboo me.n rahtii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-253915803637618666</id><published>2009-09-20T13:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:20:00.668+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Govind Namdeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jugaad'/><title type='text'>aam kitnaa bhi baRaa ho jaaye rahegaa Daal ke neeche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Jugaad&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2009&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Commissioner I M Gupta (Govind Namdeo)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Murli (Vijay Raaz) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a film with a great premise and some very good actors. It was based on the 'sealing drive' in Delhi in 2007. The producer of this film was ostensibly one of those 'law-breakers' who were running a commercial enterprise from a residential area. In this film, he tries to show himself as a victim. That is the greatness of the Delhiite. He will break all the laws and will further try to prove himself as the aggrieved party if anyone tries to enforce the law. So the producer tries to tell us that this entire country is hopeless corrupt and that his act was an innocent gaffe compared to the transgressions happening elsewhere. But I will rant about Delhi and its lack of ethics later. Meanwhile back at the ranch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Murli is Sandiip's friend and colleague. He tries to ensnare the municipal commissioner Gupta by taking snaps of the man in what the media classically calls 'compromising position'. But the commissioner is one up on him. When Gupta has foiled Murli's ploy, he comes up with this line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"aam kitnaa bhi baRaa ho jaaye rahegaa Daal ke neeche"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"आम कितना भी बड़ा हो जाये रहेगा डाल के नीचे"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-253915803637618666?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/253915803637618666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=253915803637618666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/253915803637618666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/253915803637618666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/aam-kitnaa-bhi-baraa-ho-jaaye-rahegaa.html' title='aam kitnaa bhi baRaa ho jaaye rahegaa Daal ke neeche'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4436463748792463913</id><published>2009-09-15T10:44:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:27:04.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajat Kapoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaane tu ya jaane na'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>ek drink to dushman ke saath lete hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Film : Jaane Tu...Yaa Jaane Na&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Mahesh (Rajat Kapoor)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Jai Rathore (Imran Khan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai's girlfriend Meghna (Manjari Phadnis) takes him home. Over dinner, Jai realises that Meghna's parents {Mahesh (Rajat Kapoor) and Sheela (Kitu Gidwani)} have a dysfunctional relationship. Mahesh offers Jai a drink and Jai accepts. This is the new Bollywood. Such a thing would never have happened even in the 80s and 90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl brings her boyfriend home to dinner. The father offers him a drink. The boy accepts. They all drink together. Even the girl's mother. Wait there is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahesh offers Jai another drink. Jai (who I think feels enough customs have been broken in one film) declines. Mahesh comes up with this classic line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ye kaisaa laRkaa hai...ek drink to dushman ke saath lete hai.n"&lt;br /&gt;"ये कैसा लड़का है...एक ड्रिंक तो दुश्मन के साथ लेते हैं"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of friendships are formed over drinks and tobacco smoke. Having been a teetotaler and non-smoker all my life, I have missed out on a lot of such friendships. Did I write 'missed out on'? Changed that to 'spared of '.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4436463748792463913?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4436463748792463913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4436463748792463913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4436463748792463913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4436463748792463913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/ek-drink-to-dushman-ke-saath-lete-hain.html' title='ek drink to dushman ke saath lete hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-5465341182406313470</id><published>2009-09-10T22:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:11:59.829+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ajit'/><title type='text'>jo log partyon meN alag thalag rehte haiN, woh aamtaur par bahut ziddii hote haiN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Film : Zanjeer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Teja (Ajit)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Mona (Bindu)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Teja is the crime don of the city. The new inspector in town is getting troublesome. Teja invites him to his party. A lavish party with booze and fine food flowing all around. He hopes to schmooze Vijay (Amitabh) into accepting his ways at this party. There is the typical cabaret number performed &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"diljaloN kaa dil jalaa ke, kyaa milegaa dilrubaa"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After the song, Teja is talking with Mona. Teja says,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"acchhe khareedaar hamesha sauda karne se pehle, doosre kee qeemat kaa andaazaa lagaate haiN"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"अच्छे ख़रीदार हमेशा सौदा करने से पहले, दूसरे की क़ीमत का अन्दाज़ा लगाते हैं" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mona asks him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"to kyaa andaazaa lagaayaa tumne"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Teja says,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"jahaaN tak meree zindagii kaa tajurbaa hai, jo log partyon meN alag thalag rehte haiN, woh aamtaur par bahut ziddii hote haiN"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"जहां तक मेरी ज़िन्दगी का तजरुबा है, जो लोग पार्टियों में अलग थलग रहते हैं, वो आमतौर पर बहुत ज़िद्दी होटल हैं" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I could not agree more with this. I myself am very stubborn and rarely mingle well at parties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-5465341182406313470?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5465341182406313470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=5465341182406313470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5465341182406313470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/5465341182406313470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/jo-log-partyon-men-alag-thalag-rehte.html' title='jo log partyon meN alag thalag rehte haiN, woh aamtaur par bahut ziddii hote haiN'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-403870178792650627</id><published>2009-09-05T10:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:11:00.282+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabul Express'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arshad Warsi'/><title type='text'>registaan me.n phool khilaa aur tu kehtaa hai colour kyaa hai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Kabul Express&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2006&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Jai Kapoor (Arshad Warsi)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Suhel Khan (John Abraham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabul Express is based on the real life, post 9/11 experiences of debutant director Kabir Khan and his colleague Rajan Kapoor. Kabir Khan retains the surnames for the two protagonists in the film. I would say it is a different film, but not something I would recommend (I have a reputation to uphold).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai and Suhel are having dinner in Kabul when Reuters reporter Jessica Beckham (Linda Arsenio) joins them. Jai starts telling her that they have seen a Talib. Suhel stops him from talking about it. When they leave Suhel rebukes Jai for having been indiscrete about such a vital piece of information. Jai says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kyaa maal hai yaar. isko saath nahee.n le jaa sakte?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angry Suhel retorts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tuu to saale Tharkee hai, goree dekhte hee phisal gayaa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai makes a faux-protest against this morality attack. He says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"registaan me.n phool khilaa aur tu kehtaa hai colour kyaa hai! itne dino.n baad to laRkii dekhee hai"&lt;br /&gt;"रेगिस्तान में फूल खिला और तू कहता है कलर क्या है! इतने दिनों बाद तो लड़की देखी है"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-403870178792650627?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/403870178792650627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=403870178792650627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/403870178792650627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/403870178792650627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/registaan-men-phool-khilaa-aur-tu.html' title='registaan me.n phool khilaa aur tu kehtaa hai colour kyaa hai!'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-923878128606656086</id><published>2009-08-30T12:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:43:00.129+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saeed Jaffrey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1981'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chashme Baddoor'/><title type='text'>Gam to is cheez kaa hai ki paise aate nahee.n hai.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Chashme Buddoor&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1981&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Lallan Miyaa (Saeed Jaffrey)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Jomo or Jai Lakhanpal (Ravi Baswani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omi (Rakesh Bedi), Jomo and Siddharth (Faarooque Sheikh) are three college students who share a room and thus ending up sharing a life as well. This is one of those rare movies that is almost entirely shot in Delhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this scene, Jomo is running after a girl who he has spotted from his balcony. Lallan (who owns a paan shop) catches hold of him and physically drags him back to his shop. The three room mates buy cigarettes on credit from his shop and are constantly behindhand in paying.  Thus he is rightly miffed. Jomo on the other hand is trying to mollify him. Lallan says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nikaal paise"&lt;br /&gt;"निकाल पैसे"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jomo says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aa jaayenge, aa jaayenge, Lallan Miyaa, paise kahee.n nahee.n jaate"&lt;br /&gt;"आ जायेंगे, आ जायेंगे, लल्लन मियाँ, पैसे कहीं नहीं जाते"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lallan comes up with this classic line,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"abe jaane kee kaun baat kar riyaa hai, Gam to is cheez kaa hai, ki paise aate nahee.n hai.n"&lt;br /&gt;"अबे जाने की कौन बात कर रिया है, ग़म तो इस चीज़ का है, कि पैसे आते नहीं हैं"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked as a recovery officer for a finance company and used to remember this line often.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-923878128606656086?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/923878128606656086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=923878128606656086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/923878128606656086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/923878128606656086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/gam-to-is-cheez-kaa-hai-ki-paise-aate.html' title='Gam to is cheez kaa hai ki paise aate nahee.n hai.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2273326281605111656</id><published>2009-08-25T11:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:24:40.463+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1970'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padma Khanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johny Mera Naam'/><title type='text'>vo aadmii paidaa nahee.n huaa...kabhii naa kabhii jiskii neeyat naa Dolee ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Film : Johny Mera Naam&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1970&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Tara (Padma Khanna)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Rai Sahab Bhupendra Singh (Prem Nath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tara is in love with Babu (Randhawa - Dara Singh's younger brother). Babu is a loyal henchman of Moti (Pran) and is entrusted with the money fetched from the sale of diamonds to deliver it to Rai Bhupinder Singh at his hideout near the Indian border. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But Babu makes plans to escape to Singapore with the money, along with his girlfriend Tara and start a new life there. Johny (Dev Anand) gets to know of it through a concealed microphone and betrays them to Moti. Moti takes the couple to Bhupinder Singh’s hideout where the leader orders his men to shoot Babu. Tara throws herself at Rai Sahab's mercy and asks that Babu be spared. Her defence of Babu's act is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"vo aadmii paidaa nahee.n huaa Rai Sahab, kabhii naa kabhii jiskii neeyat naa Dolee ho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"वो आदमी पैदा नहीं हुआ राय साहब, कभी ना कभी जिसकी नीयत ना डोली हो"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I liked this line a lot because it reminded me of a national award winning Tamil film called "Sila NerangaLil Sila ManidargaL (சில நேரங்களில் சில மனிதர்கள்). I strongly recommend that movie if you liked this line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Meanwhile, Rai Sahab agrees to let Babu go and takes Babu's girlfriend as his mistress. Tara realises much later that Rai Sahab actually killed Babu. Johny&lt;/span&gt; wins Moti’s trust and replaces Babu in the hierarchy and takes an important step towards reaching his goal, that of locating the gang leader and breaking the back bone of the gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2273326281605111656?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2273326281605111656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2273326281605111656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2273326281605111656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2273326281605111656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/vo-aadmii-paidaa-naheen-huaakabhii-naa.html' title='vo aadmii paidaa nahee.n huaa...kabhii naa kabhii jiskii neeyat naa Dolee ho'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-978711351129486370</id><published>2009-08-20T10:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:36:02.728+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pran'/><title type='text'>bevaqoof parindaa daanaa to dekhtaa hai, phandaa nahee.n</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Bobby&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Mr. Nath (Pran)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Mrs. Braganza (Durga Khote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the first teeny-bopper films which spawned many more over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going any further, I must say that it is strange how we are not told Pran's and Durga Khote's 'Christian' name in any dialogue. So throughout the film, Pran is Mr. Nath and Durga Khote is Mrs. Braganza. Meanwhile, back at the ranch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Braganza was the governess of Raj before he is sent away to a boarding school.  Later, her son Jack (Prem Nath) grows up to be rich and successful in the fisheries business. After the Braganza family comes to the Nath house to formalise the relation between Bobby (Dimple Kapadia) and Raj Nath (Rishi Kapoor). Sorry, to digress. But I just saw Rajnath Singh of BJP in my mind's eye while typing 'Raj Nath'. Couldn't help smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the two parties meet. A cynical Mr. Nath still feels there is a class difference between the two families. He suggests that the Braganza family ensnared his son Raj in their trap. He goes on to say that though Raj is his son and thus the heir to his fortunes, but he is still a kid. He is trying to justify his son's actions by dubbing the entire thing as a planned move by the Braganza family. He says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bevaqoof parindaa daanaa to dekhtaa hai, phandaa nahee.n"&lt;br /&gt;"बेवक़ूफ़ परिन्दा दाना तो देखता है, फन्दा नहीं"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-978711351129486370?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/978711351129486370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=978711351129486370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/978711351129486370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/978711351129486370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/bevaqoof-parindaa-daanaa-to-dekhtaa-hai.html' title='bevaqoof parindaa daanaa to dekhtaa hai, phandaa nahee.n'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-14369840207939571</id><published>2009-08-15T09:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:40:00.605+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dev Anand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1965'/><title type='text'>jo aadmii apne naseeb ko kostaa rahtaa hai, uskaa naseeb bhii use koste rahte hai.N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Guide&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1965&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Raju (Dev Anand)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Rosie Marco (Waheeda Rehman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie takes an overdose of sleeping pills. Meanwhile, her husband Marco (Kishore Sahu) is away in the caves of Udaipur, exploring and excavating.  Rosie does not die and as she is recovering, Raju goes and fetches Marco. Marco is very upset about having been called away from his passion - exploration of the caves. He accuses her of acting like this only to frustrate him. He says that if she actually intended to die, she would have taken a couple of more pills. He dares Rosie to commit suicide. Rosie runs out in a fit of anger and tries to jump into a lake. Raju, who is waiting outside, sees her and steps in to stop her from doing so. He also continues to follow her for a while, fearing she would attempt to do so again. Once the tension dies down, they start chatting and being the professional that he is, he starts explaining the view and the locales to her. He points to a small island in the lake which has a mausoleum dedicated to the king's dog. Rosie is surprised at the reference to 'kutte kee mazaar' (dog mausoleum). Raju says it was the king's beloved dog. Rosie sighs and comments that the dog was better off than her. Raju then turns around in what is now well-known as the 'Dev Anand style' and says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jo aadmii apne naseeb ko kostaa rahtaa hai, uskaa naseeb bhii use koste rahte hai.N"&lt;br /&gt;"जो आदमी अपने नसीब को कोसता रह्ता है, उसका नसीब भी उसे कोसते रहते हैं"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide is always referred to as a classic, though I am always reminded of the article titled 'Mis-guide'  written by R K Narayan. I am also waiting to see the English version of Guide (which I am told is much shorter), but was never released in India. But then you take out Sachin Dev Burman's music from Guide, then what is left?  I wonder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-14369840207939571?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/14369840207939571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=14369840207939571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/14369840207939571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/14369840207939571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/jo-aadmii-apne-naseeb-ko-kostaa-rahtaa.html' title='jo aadmii apne naseeb ko kostaa rahtaa hai, uskaa naseeb bhii use koste rahte hai.N'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7597992044390519270</id><published>2009-08-12T13:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:05:07.654+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharaabi'/><title type='text'>yeh subah itnii jaldii kyo.N aa jaatee hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Sharaabi&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1984&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Vicky Kapoor (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Munshi ji (Om Prakash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicky Kapoor is a motherless boy, who has been brought up by Munshi ji, while Vicky's father Rai Sahab Amarnath Kapoor has been busy in 'business' meetings. As an aid to keeping him quiet as a baby, Rai Sahab has advocated the use of a 'capful' of brandy. The 'capful' turns into a 'glassful' and eventually a 'bottleful'. And Vicky grows up as a young man to be an alcoholic or 'Sharabi'. He keeps irregular hours - wakes up late and sleeps late. One such morning, after a long drunken night, when he is being woken up by Munshi ji (the trusted retainer), he complains and says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"munshi ji, yeh subah itnii jaldii kyo.N aa jaatee hai?"&lt;br /&gt;"मुंशी जी, ये सुबह इतनी जल्दी क्यों आ जाती है?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7597992044390519270?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7597992044390519270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7597992044390519270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7597992044390519270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7597992044390519270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeh-subah-itnii-jaldii-kyon-aa-jaatee.html' title='yeh subah itnii jaldii kyo.N aa jaatee hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-3124641266348736046</id><published>2009-07-15T06:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:37:27.905+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1988'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aalok Nath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabzaa'/><title type='text'>kuchh logoN ke iraade mazboot hote haiN...kuchh logoN ke iraade tum jaise log mazboot banaa dete haiN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Film: Kabzaa&lt;br /&gt;Year of release: 1988&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by: Ustaad Ali Mohammad (Aalok Nath)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to: Veljibhai Soda (Paresh Rawal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali Mohammad has been arrested by the Inspector (Avtar Gill) on a trumped up charge of possessing drugs. While he is waiting in the police station, Velji comes in to threaten him. As Velji is about to leave, Ali asks him to wait and says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kuchh logoN ke iraade mazboot hote haiN...kuchh logoN ke iraade tum jaise log mazboot banaa dete haiN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"कुछ लोगों के इरादे मज़बूत होते हैं...कुछ लोगों के इरादे तुम जैसे लोग मज़बूत बना देते हैं" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is an interesting film - scripted by Salman Khan's father Salim Khan in his second avatar. You can still see flashes of the old brilliance here and there. Overall the gore and senselessness that Mahesh Bhatt excels in, seeps through. But as I said, sometimes the brilliance of the writer also shines through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-3124641266348736046?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3124641266348736046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=3124641266348736046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3124641266348736046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/3124641266348736046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/kuchh-logon-ke-iraade-mazboot-hote.html' title='kuchh logoN ke iraade mazboot hote haiN...kuchh logoN ke iraade tum jaise log mazboot banaa dete haiN'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1063972087123809223</id><published>2009-07-10T06:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:38:47.671+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1984'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharaabi'/><title type='text'>kabhii aane ko kehtii hai, kabhii jaane ko kehtii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film: Sharaabi&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1984&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Vicky (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Munshi (Om Prakash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this film when I was moving into adoloscence. It was a big hit with me. I used to wake up at 3 in the morning and sing the songs of the film. I was quite besotted with everything about the film. Now when I look back, I wonder how I did not turn into an alcoholic given my level of enchantment with this film. But even now when I see this film, I see many lines which I have used time and again in my life - sometimes in jest, sometimes in seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natwar Shah (Ranjeet) is dancer Meena's (Jaya Prada looking at her beautiful best) agent. He tries to hitch her up with wealthy patrons and get rich in the process. Vicky is one such target. Natwar goes to Vicky to sell him tickets of one of her dance shows. When Vicky sees Meena's photo - he is besotted with her. He buys all the tickets of the show. When Meena is about to start her performance, she sees only two people in the hall - Vicky and Munshiji. She is upset and conveys her feelings to Vicky. She feels that he has insulted an artiste by acting in this manner. Vicky apologises but also drops in some heavy dialogues about his being a patron who could genuinely appreciate her art and also applaud her more than a 1000 members in the audience could. As he is about to leave, Meena asks him to wait. A flustered Vicky says, in his characteristic style;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bhai kamaal hai munshii jii, kabhii aane ko kehtee hai kabhee jaane ko kehtee hai"&lt;br /&gt;"भइ कमाल है मुंशी जी, कभी आने को कहती है, कभी जाने को कहती है"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line which can be used very effectively with your lover :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1063972087123809223?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1063972087123809223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1063972087123809223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1063972087123809223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1063972087123809223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/kabhii-aane-ko-kehtii-hai-kabhii-jaane.html' title='kabhii aane ko kehtii hai, kabhii jaane ko kehtii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7566416843721430347</id><published>2009-07-05T20:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:40:17.870+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1968'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om Prakash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man ka Meet'/><title type='text'>jawaan laDkee bhee jaaydaad kee tarah hotee hai...donoN kaa ek ek rakhwaalaa honaa chaahiye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film: Man ka Meet&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1968&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Lala ji (Om Prakash)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Aarti (Leena Chandavarkar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The claim to fame of this film is that this was the debut film of two people - one was Som Datt (Sunil Dutt's brother as hero, who was never heard of again) and Vinod Khanna (as villain and who later became a hero and then a sanyasi and then an MP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinod Khanna really started looking his macho self from movies like Achanak. So here, he reminds you of Dharmendra in Dil Bhi Tera Hum Bhi Tere. In fact there is a dialogue in the film where the heroine Aarti (Leena Chandavarkar) tells him that he should not try to be a hero because he has a face more suited to being a villain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Coming back to the dialogue, the 60s and 70s had a lot of these sexist dialogues, which seemed quite acceptable in that era. Today, I feel most people would take umbrage at such lines. But I am a sucker for metaphors and analogies and proverbs and what have you. This seemed to fit at least one of the above bills and hence I am featuring this line here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala ji (Om Prakash), is a rich man and is the guardian of Aarti. He is worried about her marriage, whereas Aarti mouths the typical dialogue of that era - 'mujhe shaadi naheeN karnee' or ' abhii itnee jaldee kyaa hai'. And when Lala Ji tries to get her to consider marriage, he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jawaan laDkee bhee jaaydaad kee tarah hotee hai beTii...donoN kaa ek ek rakhwaalaa honaa zaroori hai"&lt;br /&gt;"जवान लड़की भी जायदाद की तरह होती है बेटी...दोनों का एक एक रखवाला होना ज़रूरी है" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7566416843721430347?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7566416843721430347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7566416843721430347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7566416843721430347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7566416843721430347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/jawaan-ladkee-bhee-jaaydaad-kee-tarah.html' title='jawaan laDkee bhee jaaydaad kee tarah hotee hai...donoN kaa ek ek rakhwaalaa honaa chaahiye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-302734855806680759</id><published>2009-06-30T18:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:22:57.315+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><title type='text'>Jab tak baiThne ko naa kahaa jaaye sharaafat se khaDe raho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Zanjeer&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Inspector Vijay Khanna (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Sher Khan (Pran)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the &lt;a href="http://http//medobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-ilaaqe-men-naye-aaye-ho-saahab.html"&gt;earlier post &lt;/a&gt;before reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher Khan casually moves towards the chair kept in front of Vijay with an intention of sitting in . Before Sher Khan can actually sit, something happens. The slow and deliberate movements of Sher Khan and the sitting form of Vijay do not allow you to be prepared for what follows. They are in stark contrast to the sudden explosion of energy. You can actually feel the 'angry young man' in what follows. Vijay jumps out of his chair and kicks away the chair with great alacrity. A stunned Sher Khan stands wondering what will follow next. What follows next is this great line penned by Salim-Javed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jab tak baiThne ko naa kahaa jaaye sharaafat se khaDe raho"&lt;br /&gt;"जब तक बैठने को ना कहा जाये शराफ़त से खडे रहो"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in normally civilised settings - in offices and at homes - you have unwanted visitors who drop in unexpectedly and try to get overly friendly. Your entire body and soul wishes them to go away. You would love it if you could kick the chair away (before they plonk themselves in it) and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"जब तक बैठने को ना कहा जाये शराफ़त से खडे रहो"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it will never happen in reality. But you can watch this scene and replay it in your mind. It will surely make you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-302734855806680759?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/302734855806680759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=302734855806680759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/302734855806680759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/302734855806680759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/jab-tak-baithne-ko-naa-kahaa-jaaye.html' title='Jab tak baiThne ko naa kahaa jaaye sharaafat se khaDe raho'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-4924480079668574327</id><published>2009-06-25T22:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:32:16.822+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pran'/><title type='text'>is ilaaqe meN naye aaye ho saahab</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film : Zanjeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Spoken by : Sher Khan (Pran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Spoken to : Vijay Khanna (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is the scene where Sher Khan and Vijay Khanna share screen space for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Inspector Vijay has sent for Sher Khan. Sher Khan comes to the police station. This is their interaction -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"assalaam aalaikum Inspector. Hamaaraa Khushqismatii, tumhaare jaise baDe officer ne humko yaad kiyaa. Hamaare laayaq koee khidmat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"अस्सलाम आलेक़ुम इंस्पॅक्टर. हमारा ख़ुशक़िस्मती, तुम्हारे जैसे बडे ऑफ़िसर ने हमको याद किया. हमारे लायक़ कोई ख़िदमत? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"tumhaaraa naam ...sher khan hai?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"तुम्हारा नाम ... शेर ख़ान है?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"is ilaaqe meN naye aaye ho saahab? varnaa sher khan ko kaun naheeN jaantaa. Khair...ab mulaaqaat ho gayee hai."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;"इस इलाक़े में नये आये हो साहब? वर्ना शेर ख़ान को कौन नहीं जानता. ख़ैर...अब मुलाक़ात हो गयी है."&lt;br /&gt;And then something else happens. That will follow in the next post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-4924480079668574327?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4924480079668574327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=4924480079668574327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4924480079668574327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/4924480079668574327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-ilaaqe-men-naye-aaye-ho-saahab.html' title='is ilaaqe meN naye aaye ho saahab'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6015540467919406093</id><published>2009-06-10T06:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:27:58.195+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A K Hangal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Besharam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1978'/><title type='text'>bardaasht kii koii had naheeN hotee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Film: Besharam&lt;br /&gt;Year of release: 1978&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by: Ramchandraji (A K Hangal)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to: Ram (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A K Hangal should have debuted on this blog with that classic from Sholay "itnaa sannaaTaa kyoN haiN bhai". But as luck would have it, it is this line that marks his debut here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besharam is directed by Deven Verma and is one of Amitabh's weak films. This is the only film in which Amitabh plays the role of an LIC agent (probably explains the title :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pande (Jagdish Raj) is insulting his father Ramchandraji in Ram's presence. Tony (Imtiaz Khan) taunts Ram about his predicament. Ram goes and grabs Tony's collar. His father stops him. Ram angrily says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Bardaasht kii bhii koii had hotee hai"&lt;br /&gt;"बर्दाश्त की भी कोई हद होती है"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramchandraji very calmly responds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"bardaasht kii koee had naheeN hotee...kuttaa agar aadmii ko kaaT le to aadmii kutte ko naheeN kaaTtaa"&lt;br /&gt;"बर्दाश्त की कोई हद नहीं होती...कुत्ता अगर आदमी को काट ले तो आदमी कुत्ते को नहीं काटता" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of course, as the film goes on to prove, that he was not quite right. But then this was an interesting line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6015540467919406093?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6015540467919406093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6015540467919406093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6015540467919406093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6015540467919406093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/bardaasht-kii-koii-had-naheen-hotee.html' title='bardaasht kii koii had naheeN hotee'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1742620381264375085</id><published>2009-06-05T05:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:15:05.400+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1988'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aalok Nath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabzaa'/><title type='text'>duniyaa meN sirf do hee sach haiN...ek haaN aur ek naa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film: Kabzaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release: 1988&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by: Ustaad Ali Mohammad (Aalok Nath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to: D'Souza (Deepak Quazir)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a film written by Salim Khan (Salman Khan's father) and directed by Mahesh Bhatt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Duniyaa meN sirf do hee sach haiN...ek haaN aur ek naa...baaqii sab hera pheri hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"दुनिया में सिर्फ़ दो ही सच हैं...एक हाँ और एक ना...बाक़ी सब हेरा फेरी है" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He says this when D'Souza tries to wiggle out of his promise of building a children's park after being threatened by Ranjit Verma (Raj Babbar). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1742620381264375085?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1742620381264375085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1742620381264375085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1742620381264375085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1742620381264375085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/duniyaa-men-sirf-do-hee-sach-hainek.html' title='duniyaa meN sirf do hee sach haiN...ek haaN aur ek naa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2443078934592317321</id><published>2009-05-30T18:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:45:00.961+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rangeela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aamir Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1996'/><title type='text'>Apun yeDaa akkhee duniyaa shaaNii, haiN?</title><content type='html'>Film : Rangeela&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1996&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Munna (Aamir Khan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Mili (Urmila Matondkar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the street smart Bambaiyya lines have been featured from this film earlier on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Milee and Munna are fighting after the ruckus at the theatre as that incident results in them not being able to see the movie Mr. Bond starring Milee’s favourite star Kamal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munna insists that it is not his fault. He says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Arre kamaal hai, tere ko to har baat pe apnaa hee fault dikhtaa hai. Apun yeda akkhee duniyaa shaanee hain? "&lt;br /&gt;"अरे कमाल है, तेरे को तो हर बात पर अपना ही फ़ॉल्ट दिखता है. अपुन येड़ा अक्खी दुनिया शानी, हैं?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2443078934592317321?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2443078934592317321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2443078934592317321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2443078934592317321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2443078934592317321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/apun-yedaa-akkhee-duniyaa-shaanii-hain.html' title='Apun yeDaa akkhee duniyaa shaaNii, haiN?'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7721119761146892473</id><published>2009-05-25T21:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:33:22.597+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1966'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O P Ralhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phool aur Patthar'/><title type='text'>baap kii kamaaii naheeN paap kee kamaaii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Phool aur Patthar&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1966&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Sarju (OP Ralhan)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Fatso (his gangmember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarju is distributing the loot equally among his gang members after a 'jhamoora' performance. So each gang member gets 1 re 81 paise (har di har har). A 'jhamoora' performance is one, where there is a ringmaster kind of character - the ustaad, who prompts his protege - the jhamoora, with questions. The protege responds and does some acts which together provide entertainment to the collected audience. But Sarju also used this as a ruse to pick the pockets of the members of the audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Fatso protests- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"kamaal hai ustaad , do chhataank aadmi ke liye 1 re 81 paise aur mere liye bhee' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarju says ' kam khaayaa kar' and follows that up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"baap kee kamaai nahee paap kee kamaaii hai sab ko baraabar kaa hissa milegaa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"बाप की कमाई नहीं पाप की कमाई है, सब को बराबर का हिस्सा मिलेगा" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7721119761146892473?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7721119761146892473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7721119761146892473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7721119761146892473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7721119761146892473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/baap-kii-kamaaii-naheen-paap-kee.html' title='baap kii kamaaii naheeN paap kee kamaaii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1432181477164544508</id><published>2009-05-15T16:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:36:22.964+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaagte Raho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1956'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anon'/><title type='text'>dekhaa bhii naheeN ke gaay hai ya bail aur loTaa leke duhne baiTh gayaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Jaagte Raho&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1956&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Shashaank Bhaiyya (Anon)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Chandu (Iftekhar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jaagte Raho is one of the better films of Raj Kapoor. Of course, he tries to irritate the hell out of me like always, but somehow holds my attention. It is the simple story of a village simpleton who comes to the city and is thirsty and looks for water. He is thought by a policeman to be a thief and is chased into a housing compound and there he hides in one house after the other and keeps looking for water. He does not find any water, but he does find the level of debasement and corruption in the lives of these 'bourgeouise'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1432181477164544508?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1432181477164544508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1432181477164544508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1432181477164544508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1432181477164544508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/dekhaa-bhii-naheen-ke-gaay-hai-ya-bail.html' title='dekhaa bhii naheeN ke gaay hai ya bail aur loTaa leke duhne baiTh gayaa'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-7210141192525625328</id><published>2009-05-10T22:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:05:00.434+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zakir Hussain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoonk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>crocin ko maanne meN aur bhagwaan ko maanne meN kyaa farq hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Phoonk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Manja (Zakir Husain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Rajiv (Sudeep)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kannada star Sudeep stars in this Ramgopal Varma film which dared anyone in the audience to watch the film alone in a theatre. I thought the film was not scare at all. But I will grant you this, I have a strong heart. I will also grant you that the performance by some actors was very credible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quickly, this is the story of an atheist who is forced to believe. As the story approaches its climax, the tantric Manja asks Rajiv, if he is an atheist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rajiv replies in the affirmative. Manja asks him the reason. Rajiv says he doesn't  know, and follows up with a rhetorical question - What is God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manja looks at him and asks him if he pops a Crocin when he is suffering from fever. Rajiv says yes. Manja asks him how does he know what is Crocin and that it will cure him. Doesn't he just 'believe' in the doctor when he asks him to pop a Crocin. And then the punchline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Crocin ko maanne meN aur bhagwaan ko maanne meN kyaa farq hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"क्रोसिन को मानने में और भागवान को मानने में क्या फर्क़ है?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-7210141192525625328?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7210141192525625328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=7210141192525625328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7210141192525625328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/7210141192525625328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/crocin-ko-maanne-men-aur-bhagwaan-ko.html' title='crocin ko maanne meN aur bhagwaan ko maanne meN kyaa farq hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-1319859745358612419</id><published>2009-05-05T21:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:50:00.664+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ajit'/><title type='text'>kuttaa jab paagal ho jaataa hai to use golee maar dete haiN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Zanjeer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Seth Dharam Dayal Teja (Ajit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Patil (Sapru)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vijay i.e. Amitabh's father Ranjit is a felon who wants to mend his ways. After being released from jail (&lt;a href="http://medobe.blogspot.com/2008/12/jo-haath-angaare-ko-chhupaaye-angaaraa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;read this entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), Ranjit goes to his employers (DD and Patil) and says he will no longer do this work and wants to go straight. DD tells Patil that he is wondering how many years jail they will get if Ranjit were to go to the police and turn an approver.  An angry Patil says Ranjit has gone mad. DD aka Ajit comes up with his Ajitism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"kuttaa jab paagal ho jaataa hai to use golee maar dete haiN"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"कुत्ता जब पागल हो जाता है तो उसे गोली मार देते हैं" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-1319859745358612419?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1319859745358612419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=1319859745358612419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1319859745358612419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/1319859745358612419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/05/kuttaa-jab-paagal-ho-jaataa-hai-to-use.html' title='kuttaa jab paagal ho jaataa hai to use golee maar dete haiN'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-377062305218329204</id><published>2009-04-30T18:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:42:45.155+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuchche Dhaage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kabir Bedi'/><title type='text'>kyonki chori ki yaari aur chori ki savaari kabhee kabhee karnee chaahiye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Kuchche Dhaage&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Roopa (Kabir Bedi)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Laakhan (Vinod Khanna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was another of those dacoit films of the 70s. Must have been a very angry country at that time. But what I found interesting was the spelling of the film. The film was spelt on its print and posters as 'Kuchhe Dhaage' which I would read as 'Threads of Underwear' in this form (कच्छे धागे) as against the actual meaning of 'Weak Threads'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the film has two dacoit gangs - one a Brahmin gang and the other was a Rajput gang. The chieftains of both gangs viz., Roopa and Laakhan come together in the climax to ensure the wedding of their beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When both of them are fighting together against the police and enjoying a banter about their horses. They both had stolen each others horses. Laakhan asks Roopa, if he rides his white horse. Roopa says&lt;br /&gt;"kabhi kabhi"&lt;br /&gt;Laakhan asks&lt;br /&gt;"kabhi kabhi kyon?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roopa comes up with an interesting answer&lt;br /&gt;"kyonki chori ki yaari aur chori ki savaari kabhee kabhee karnee chaahiye"&lt;br /&gt;"क्योंकि चोरी कि यारी और चोरी की सवारी कभी कभी करनी चाहिये"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite like this wonderful rules that brigands and dacoits come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do you know that a movie which has Vinod Khanna and Kabir Bedi running after Moushmi Chatterjee, who does she go and marry. Some guy called Ritesh. But then that is what Moushmi would have wanted, after all Ritesh was just the screen name of her real life husband Jayanto Mukherjee (singer Hemant Kumar's son)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-377062305218329204?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/377062305218329204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=377062305218329204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/377062305218329204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/377062305218329204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/kyonki-chori-ki-yaari-aur-chori-ki.html' title='kyonki chori ki yaari aur chori ki savaari kabhee kabhee karnee chaahiye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-2424964727573689151</id><published>2009-04-25T21:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:38:00.653+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anupam Kher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CKompany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>sar salaamat to pagDee pachaas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : C  Kkompany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Ramakant Joshi (Anupam Kher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Purushottam (Nikhil Ratnaparkhi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A group of three neighbours come together as C Kkompany to play out their wildest power dreams. Lambodar Jha (Rajpal Yadav) calls up as a don from C Kkompany and threatens Purushottam (who is a builder) with dire consequences if he refuses to pay up. Ramakant and Akshay Kumar (Tusshar Kapoor) try and convince Purushottam to agree to the don's demands. Akshay says that one should not take such threats lightly. Ramakant follows that up with a classic line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"सर सलामत तो पगड़ी पचास" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There is a famous saying in Hindi - 'jaan hai to jahaan hai". This line also captures the same thought in a slightly fresher way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-2424964727573689151?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2424964727573689151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=2424964727573689151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2424964727573689151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/2424964727573689151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/sar-salaamat-to-pagdee-pachaas.html' title='sar salaamat to pagDee pachaas'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-6164567072612501998</id><published>2009-04-20T20:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:38:00.877+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1975'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sholay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amitabh Bachchan'/><title type='text'>kabhii kabhii ye kaam bhee karnaa chaahiye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Sholay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1975&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : Jay (Amitabh Bachchan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Veeru (Dharmendra)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Veeru and Basanti (Hema Malini) are now a proper romantic couple. Veeru wants Jay to go to Basanti's mausee (aunt) and ask for Basanti's hand. Jay is very skeptical of Veeru's 'love' and his desire to 'marry'. See how the scene opens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Veeru : Jay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jay : hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Veeru : aaj maine kuchh sochaa hai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jay : hmm...kabhii kabhii ye kaam bhee karnaa chaahiye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sardonic Jay is heaping scorn on Veeru and his ability to think. I do loads of this 'kaam' and wish more people in this world would do so too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As Jay says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;हम्म... कभी कभी ये काम भी करना चाहिये&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-6164567072612501998?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6164567072612501998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=6164567072612501998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6164567072612501998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/6164567072612501998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/kabhii-kabhii-ye-kaam-bhee-karnaa.html' title='kabhii kabhii ye kaam bhee karnaa chaahiye'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8506625379432543519</id><published>2009-04-15T17:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:08:00.856+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naseeruddin Shah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>gaaranTee? MaiN aapko paNkhaa bech rahaa hooN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : A Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Year of release : 2008&lt;br /&gt;Spoken by : Common Man (Naseeruddin Shah)&lt;br /&gt;Spoken to : Prakash Rathod (Anupam Kher)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Naseer has asked for the four terrorists to be transported to an unused runway near Juhu Airbase. He has laid out his requirements very very clearly. Prakash asks him that what is the guarantee that he would defuse all bombs once the requests are complied with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A very very disdainful tone comes into the Common Man's voice when he says&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"gaaranTee? maiN aapko paNkhaa bech rahaa hooN?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"गारंटी? मैं आपको पंखा बेच रहा हूं?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8506625379432543519?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8506625379432543519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8506625379432543519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8506625379432543519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8506625379432543519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/gaarantee-main-aapko-pankhaa-bech-rahaa.html' title='gaaranTee? MaiN aapko paNkhaa bech rahaa hooN?'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7849885979370200249.post-8510773736822519025</id><published>2009-04-10T21:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:54:00.451+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1973'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zanjeer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ajit'/><title type='text'>kuchh aadmiyoN kee kamzoree iimaandaaree hotii hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Film : Zanjeer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Year of release : 1973&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken by : DD Teja (Ajit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spoken to : Mona (Bindu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Mona cribs to Teja that Inspector Vijay Khanna does not accept any bribes, Dharam Dayal Teja says&lt;br /&gt;"Mona jis tarah kuchh aadmiyoN kii kamzoree beimaanee hotee hai usee tarah kuchh aadmiyon kee kamzoree imaandaaree hotee hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"मोना जिस तरह कुछ आदमियों की कमज़ोरी बेईमानी होती है, उसी तरह कुछ आदमियों  की कमज़ोरी ईमानदारी होती है " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7849885979370200249-8510773736822519025?l=medobe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8510773736822519025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7849885979370200249&amp;postID=8510773736822519025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8510773736822519025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7849885979370200249/posts/default/8510773736822519025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/kuchh-aadmiyon-kee-kamzoree.html' title='kuchh aadmiyoN kee kamzoree iimaandaaree hotii hai'/><author><name>Ravi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
